The worgen quirked a brow at her.<br/><br/>"Was tha' a<i>challenge, </i>dear lady?" Though the way she worded it was a bit more of a teasing thing, not a slight. A playful jibe to spur him into exploring the island. He chuckled, finishing his sketch of her and tucking the journal away again. "Well, I wouldnae say I'm<i>afraid</i>, merely<i>cautious</i>. Which is a state o' action I've only recently developed, faer a variety o' reasons. 'owever." He stood, brushing grass from his trousers and offered her one large, calloused hand, as a gentleman should for a lady.<br/><br/>"I think if we're taegether, we migh' be better off than otherwise." Tery chuckled. "An' I'll tell yae 'bout my 'interrogation methods' later, per'aps. If yae're lucky." His tone was playful, and he gave her a wink and a grin.<br/><br/>"Well, let's go fog-huntin'. Jes' be on yaer guard. Th' moonfangs dinnae usually wander toward this end o' th' island, but I've seen one 'r two about on occasion." Collecting his fishing rod, he quirked a brow. "Would yae prefer I take th' lead, Lilith? Nae disrespect, but I'm more like tae frighten off any trouble. An' I make a decent shield, should yae need somethin' tae duck behind."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>