Micheal waited for a reply, when he heard his name he rushed in dropping the dress on a bench in the garden. Coming to a stop near the water Micheal held his hand out for her. "What is wrong Rea?" he said urgently "is something here?" as he said it he drew his sword in his right hand, still being a little too heavy for him he had to lay the flat of the blade on his shoulder. Micheal waited with his left arm out too Rea, he needed to be ready if anything was here.