Sher stood absolutely frozen next to Isa. This was a side of the young woman he had no idea he'd ever see. Not that he blamed her. The old guy was scary and creepy, way beyond normal. The mere fact that he would talk about thrawls and whack people with sticks and dress in really weird robes. He tried to stifle a laugh as best he could as the old man froze and stared at Isa. His laughter was even harder to hide when she whacked him over the head and then grabbed him.<br/><br/>Sher fell into step with her as they ran out of the room and up the stairs. He felt bad for both the stranger who was collapsed on the floor and the old crazy man. It wasn't in his nature to be violent and he hated and profaned violence, but he couldn't blame Isa for smacking the crazy man.<br/><br/>"Yah hold up, were headed the wrong way," he said and yanked her back in the other direction headed back towards the road, "we need to head north east not south east!"