‘Its not what has happened, more a case of what would have happened… Still, that is all by the by now, because everyone is out of the pub – correct?’ There was a sinking feeling beginning to grow in his stomach – something about the frown upon the young girls face that filled him with an ominous sense of dread that he was once again going to find that his help was needed.<br/><br/>He wanted to meet whoever decided that his kind would be bound to help those in need, he reflected rather bitterly as he brushed the dirt from his trousers. And when he did, he was going to give them a piece of his mind – a hard, four-knuckled piece right across the jaw…<br/><br/>‘What do I look like to you – a bard? And, for that matter missy, what makes you think that even I have the faintest idea of what is going on at the moment hmm?’ he asked as he began to pace back and forth in what might be seen as a rather comical manner if it weren’t for the look of worry that was beginning to cross his face.<br/><br/>His pacing was stopped abruptly as she moved to take his hand – like the hand of a child, covered totally by that of the human. Taking a moment to at first examine the hand holding his, and then the face of the human it belonged to, he breathed a gentle sigh – his shoulders slouching visibly, the exaggerated movement causing several of the heavier pouches around his waist to clunk and jingle. ‘Not a wolf, no… This creature is not of the world you know – much like me, only considerably less fun to be in the company of… Hence why I need to know – is everyone out of the building? Because if not… Well, whoever is still inside is in a lot of danger’