He watched her as her face began to burn red. He was about to tell her what an honor it was, a privelige, to be consort to not only the Jaega Chief's own son, but to the Jaega Guardian himself. But he doubted it would have meant much to her at the moment. In fact, it was more than likely she would only be more outraged if he informed her that she should be honored.<br/><br/>"Your father knows this, yes." He nodded, his eyes moving back to the necklace she'd been fingering." His face remained passive, hoping she wasn't bracing herself for another outburst like the one she'd had before. He reached over and picked up the water jug, resting it close enough to her that she could drink from it without having to ask. "He ask that we will not mistreat you, and we swore we would not." That would make her feel better, hopefully.