He might have had the posture of ease and relaxation, but the moment he registered Aurelia had pressed the full release button, he was already on his feet, the revolver in hand, a cold iron slug in the chamber, and aimed at the Erinyes' center of mass. As Aurelia started speaking, however, the Erinyes would notice the revolver's muzzle swung to the side a fraction of an inch, allowing him to cover both the devil and the dragon. He had 'known' Aurelia was the equal of the Summer Queen when it came to decisive actions and sheer manipulation, but knowing wasn't the same as having it shoved into his face. He actually winced, though the revolver didn't so much as twitch, as his Mantle suddenly reacted to Aurelia, demanding he put a slug into her, as he realized she was as much a threat to the Summer Court as the death cult he was supposed to be hunting or the Winter Court.<br/><br/>He stared at her, long and hard, before slowly holstering the revolver. "That was... less than... anticipated."