At the sight of his face, Jira relaxes somewhat and sheaths her sword once more. But she does not remain where she was, immediately she starts forward, dropping to her knees in front of him with a deep sigh before attempting to put her arms around him.<br/><br/>"Have you ever known me to lie Kinnegar, or to make up tall tales?" She speaks in a soft voice, her tones almost crooning. "No one really knows what it is, only that your bloodlines can keep it contained. It would be easier for you if you had been informed, prepared but your father wanted you to have a normal life. As well as it was thought that the fewer people knew of your past the less likely it would be found out." She caresses his back gently if he allows, trying to be soothing but this was not in her training, so she was awkward at best.<br/><br/>"I know you hurt now Kinnegar, but know that the evil that hunts you is responsible for the deaths of your family, perhaps even your father. Allow the hurt to channel against this evil."