William held his arms outwards away from his body as his guard went about the pat-down. It was brisk, and not much of a delay. The night was colder, and even more so without his coat on, his body shivering slightly. He glanced around his surroundings, wondering what the woods would look like during much warmer weather. It was something he looked forward to, but it felt unlikely to the hunter that he'd be willing to stay in one place long enough to see that change. 

Once his guard felt confident that William couldn't be hiding any more weapons, he offered him back his coat, and kept the shield and his guns with him. The hunter nodded his head, understanding the guard's reasons. It made him feel uneasy, having his tools taken away like this, but the whole situation gave him an excuse to have a fist fight with a werewolf, if a fight broke out. Unlikely a situation however, the thought still lightened the hunter's mood however. After sliding his coat back over himself, and readjusting his hat, the two made their way back to the cabin, only to be halted once more by the pale eyed girl.

 [color=ec008c]"If you touch my Ulfric, I will show you the end of days."[/color]

The threat, said with an ounce of annoyance towards the hunter, prompted the man to raise a brow as if he were questioning her. [i]"I've already seen my end of days.."[/i] William thought to himself, a slight frown coming over his face. [i]"Every other day after that I've managed to get by with sheer willpower and copious amounts of alcohol."[/i] He watched her return to the door, feeling that it would be sensible to not anger an already upset sounding wife.

[color=a2d39c] “Humans first.” [/color]

William's frown vanished, snapping back to as he glanced over at his guard. He nodded with a smirk, and proceeded towards the sliding door. "Marrec, is it?" He asked before tapping himself on the chest. "The name's William."

Arriving at the door, he slid it open and stepped inside, his boots making a thud every step on the wood floors.