Ryan simply ignored the armor-grabbing, as it was almost a useless thing to do in a place where so many would stop them from actually trying to kill each other. He stood there, stone-faced, listening to Bachus's explanation of what happened. All this time, Ryan hadn't actually gotten Bachus's side of it, and that was all he really wanted. He wanted to be sure Bachus hadn't let Karen die without trying to stop it, at least. When Bachus removed his hand, Ryan was about to speak, but suddenly someone else attempted to break up the fight.

Ryan raised an eyebrow at the woman. "I wasn't trying to start a fight, I was trying to get answers, that's it. He answered my question, and after the answer he gave, I trust him to help us stay alive." He looked to Bachus, tightening his grip on his axe, "Karen started working with this guy basically day one, and I can't say I didn't have my doubts about him... I still do... But I trust him enough to not let it happen again. I trust him to think of how others feel about their friends dying, their loved ones, their family... And I trust him to fight alongside me, in my party if the other party members agree and so does he." He looked to Bachus, "Because he feels the pain of loss, and it seems he wouldn't wish it on even his worst enemy."