Fesrkass's eyes light up as Alana, red scaled and clad only in a leather bikini and sandals steps forwards into the light.  His eyes dance back and forth between the sexy human and dragonborne as if unsure where he'd rather rest them.  But as Alana rumbles<em>"Ohhh, I think I like this Prey..."</em>he looks back at her and his general demeanor loosens greatly.  His arms uncross and his hands fall to his lap in a much more neutral position.<br/><br/>He grins, his scaled face splitting in a wide coppery curl, one that fades as the second part of her sentence hits him.  One eye ridge goes upwards in a quizzical motion.  "Symbol?"  He asks with confusion painting his face, "What symbol?"<br/><br/>The high lord protector had said that she'd only told the commander about the theft, and unless he's a VERY good liar, he appears to be clueless about the symbol itself.  "I was summoned by the commander because she said you had some questions to ask me about last night's shift."  He  licks his lips, a long thin forked tongue sliding across them as he pauses for a moment and again looks at Jian with an almost hungry look in his eyes.  Then back at Alana he smiles, "While I'd rather be sleeping, You can ask me anything you want sweet scales."<br/><br/>He's crass, but he seems to be cooperating.  While he's not outright falling head over heels in love with Alana's guise, he obviously seems swayed by her pleasing form and seductive manner.