Glaran was pleased to see a bit of the anger drained from Elizabeth's movements as she turned back to him, though it didn't take long before it was back. He looked at her as she decided how to approach him next. As she tried to hit him again, his response was completely different from before. Instead of moving out of the way, he stepped forward as he caught her hand in his, pushing it down to her side, harmless. Her other fist, hampered by the change of angle, glanced off his shoulder, the momentum causing Elizabeth's arm to snake around his back.<br/><br/>For a moment Glaran was caught by Elizabeth's sudden closeness, his face scant inches from hers, her arm around him. As impersonal as their contact had been before, he suddenly felt the warmth of her body surrounding him and her scent filled his nostrils. He tried to hide his discomfort by smiling, but his voice held just a little too much heat to go unnoticed. "Much better. Anyone not knowing what to look for would have been caught off guard." He cursed himself inwardly for ever starting this, but he couldn't see a way out that wouldn't make things worse.