Jerric never answered Melissandre, obviously too focused on the task at hand to really give his attention to anything else. He [i]had[/i] to make sure no violence broke out between the hybrids, or they wouldn't ever stand much of a chance in this place. When the Armadillo gave his reply, Jerric's eyes narrowed as he shook his head. "No. You will go, right now, and let me talk to him. If you don't, you get no berries for a week. Understand?" He answered firmly, crossing his arms.