<strong>Alias:</strong>Creeping Shadow<br/><strong>Your Team:</strong>Team F<br/><strong>Interacting with:</strong>Kari, The White Flame<br/><br/>His grip on her remained fairly steady as the other man approached them. Yet, he took no actual hostile actions; because in the end, Kari wasn't a bad person. She wasn't the kind of person he hunted; the kind of person he hurt.<br/><br/>When she begins to go on a well justified tirade, he was in the process of disengaging himself from her, looking much like the cat who got the cream. He could feel her telekinetic powers 'assisting' him in getting away from her, but he kept close by anyway.<br/><br/>"She's right, you know. You got it all wrong. You allowed your emotions to<em>blind</em>you. I hope you don't think you can pass judgment, that you can be<em>just</em>, when you are bound by raw emotion." he said, in a manner that might have been chastising, if not for how calm and relaxed he was.  "And she's right. if I was a thug like you claim, you'd both be beaten down by now."<br/><br/>He laughed a bit. "Thug, right? Well, at least I'm not a<em>murderer.</em>" He said, with that same damnable expression on his face; the cat that got the cream. Looking at him, one might expect that this was his plan all along; in truth, it wasn't. He was just good at improvising.<br/><br/>As he felt the girl weaken and lean back against him, his hands wrapped around her again; but this time, it was to lift her up, and into his arms. "Easy, lass. I think that's enough excitement for you for one day." Was that some shred of care and concern? Perhaps. It's entirely possible, but hard to tell.<br/><br/>Assuming The White Flame doesn't decide to persist in his aggressions, Creeping Shadow would carry her away from the still ongoing fight, and set her down on the ground, carefully; some place where he felt she'd be out of harms way.