Sinol's mirror image in valarinths dream flashed for a second as the real Sinol stands up to face Tyr. "Listen sir, I don't know who you are but Madam Valarinth needs her rest after what's happened tonight." Sinol put on his hood as he faces Tyr, clearly unhappy with the intrusions.<br/>"Explain yourself if you're so eager, but you will not harm her." Sinol growled lightly and defensively.