The touch of his hand lingering as Sthenae lowered her head once more and the agitation of her serpents heightened, settling his arm around her shoulders entirely as they did, an offer of his strength for her to lean back into, heedless of the angry little serpentine bites this was likely to earn him.<br/><br/>"Sthenae and I go poorly with disguises, given our natures. It will likely be for the best if we conceal ourselves within the wagons proper until the actual fight."