Eyes still sharp but without any real focus, Rei waits beside the man's chair, sitting on the ground like a loyal dog at his master's side. [i]'He keeps touching my hair. I think he likes the feel or something. I like the feel of some things, like books, but I do not go fondling them. . .But, we are different. . .Sitting here like this, I feel more like a dog than ever, however. . .'[/i] He glances at Alessandro. [i]'I somehow do not feel it as an insult, for this man. . .'[/i] His eyes go back to the guard at the door, waiting, watching. . .

When the old medic had flicked the prince in the forehead before the vigilant fae's lip had risen to reveal his teeth in a kind of warning grimace, however Alessandro's easy response and smile had them covered moments later. He did not want to abide even those little chides, but what's done is done. Now his eyes remain on constant wander mode, his magic trickling out here and there to help him keep track of everything. He feels another body approaching, but recognizing it as the friendly youth who looks after the prince Rei doesn't even bother tensing, watching him rush in with mild disinterest. He feels almost glad as the boy shows worry for the prince, thinking that finally, [b]someone[/b] cares.

Table turn quickly however and the fae goes on high alert. Rei is on his feet in a flash, his senses all atingle as he watches the fool guard treating the worried child so roughly. He knows how much Alessandro cares for the boy and he anticipates the young royal's response. Out of the corner of his eye he notices Alessandro rising and his body tenses fiercely. [i]'He is not healed yet. He is wounding himself further thanks to this man's foolishness'[/i] Rei does not approve at all of this fact. He follows the prince forward, just waiting for the word to add this man to his body count, his own sensibilities noting the tight grip and running over how much damage the man could do on accident, holding a child like that.

His lips pulled back in a snarl he reflects on the man's accusations directed towards the youth and he can't believe his ears. [i]'Assault?! The child pushed you, and you feel assaulted!? You are a guard, armored, armed, and you feel [b]assaulted[/b] by the push of a boy half your size!?'[/i] Rei really hates seeing children in danger, and for one of the rare times in his life he actually feels the desire to draw blood. 

The prince however stands his ground, seemingly intent of retrieving the boy himself from the man's unreasonable punishment and death grip. A faint flicker of a thought flashes through his mind. Something about how Alessandro is putting himself in danger now to defend the boy, and how he did the same before for Rei, however it settles in the back of his mind rather than becoming a true thought as the scene plays out before him. He almost can't believe his eyes as the guard suddenly tosses the youth at the prince. Not because he didn't think Alessandro's glare wouldn't work, but because this man, in doing such a thing, was actively trying to injure the prince, part of the royal family he's sworn to protect. It doesn't make sense and Rei would have helped if he could, but with so many people gathered in one place he feels he would cause more damage than assistance trying to insert himself in the jumble.

He is slow to come off of his high, scowling deeply at the woman calling the prince a hero as if it's a bad thing, but other than that he makes no real acknowledgments of the woman and her own brand of cruelty towards the prince. He does however take to watching her hands off and on as she gets back to work making sure she's not shirking her duties or using less than her best skill with binding the prince's wound. Once Alessandro is settles once more Rei takes up the same position, his gaze going blank but sharp once more as he pays little heed to the conversation going on above his head. He approves of the youth and his views so they are of little interest to him save for the understanding that he's likely making Alessandro happier.

Once the woman is finished and is packing her things up, she once again makes a comment about how she does not have time to come heal him every time he gets himself hurt; an utterly foolish and cruel thing to say in his opinion. He can't help the growl that finds it's way out of him and his dagger like gaze locks with her slightly disturbed one. In a deathly quite voice that none the less carries to every ear in the room Rei murmurs, “If the people in the palace spent a little more time doing their jobs, and a little less fretting over fool superstitions, then perhaps your find talents and acid tongue would have to spend less time in the presence of this kind man.”

With anyone else she would have something to say, but as his icy stare carries the promise of death on it she simply huffs and bustles out of the room. The meister looks a little on edge, approving of Rei's words but worried that Rei might do something stupid. As for Peter, he simply remains still as a statue, afraid to draw the bodyguard's gaze. When his eyes land on the boy however and he flinches, it takes only a moment for Peter to realize that what he sees is the closest thing to a smile he's ever seen from the strange young man and offers up a weak one of his own before turning his attention back to the prince.

His bit said, Rei goes back to scoping out the area, a rather blank expression on his face as he explores every inch of the room he can see from his position against Alessandro's leg. The meister lets out a long breath and hobbles over to the prince to make sure he's okay and that he's not in too much pain. His thoughts are still half on the man leaning against the young ruler's leg, his face hidden by the hat settled firmly atop his head, hiding what he knows the boy to be from the world. [i]'I wish I could get a better read on this boy. I trust his convictions, he wants to keep Alessandro alive, but that does not mean he values any other given life in the palace he's not ordered to value. . .'[/i]