Ari held onto her and if he was not who he was, her tight grip might have made his hand go numb. It didn't but he looks at her. Watching her writing strange symbols on pieces of parchment. Or modern day paper. He was still going to think of it as parchment. It was strange and different from Papyrus. He looks at her and listened as she spoke. He understood the Arabic language...it was reading it that he did not get. He kept a hold of her. Looking at her and listens as everyone continued to talk. He felt her resting her head on his shoulder. Smiling as he loved how their hair contrasted. He pulled her into his lap. Holding her securely close and hoped Robert would be alright. He was not tired and most likely would not be due to being who he was. He did, however, desire to keep her happy. Though knew Robert's fate was out of his hands. He could only hope for the best. "What are they saying is wrong Stella?"