Ian's smile widened for a moment at the captain's brief display of excitement before it was covered up again by his mask and his hood pulled back up over his ears. He made to follow Fanilly, though he turned around again and walked backwards just behind her to have a look at the actual group's composition.

One of the first things he noticed was the looks on some of the other ranking knight's faces, like they didn't think much of their captain, he could even see it when at least one of the groups changed it's tactic, bringing cavalry despite Fanilly's order for a dismount and the dangers of trying to charge through the dense woods. Given her apparent age he could guess why they held that sentiment, poor girl. He bumped into a tree while he was walking backwards and startled himself out of his thought so he quickly turned around and quickened his stride to catch back up with her.

He noticed that she apparently fought without a shield, given that she wasn't carrying one and, well, there's a reason he carries two. He clinked the ends of his shield together in front of him as he came up beside Fanilly "Hey" he held his shields out in front of him, one covering most of himself and the other more to the side so that she could use it for cover "I'll stay close, alright?" his grip was loose on the shields for now, as the got closer to the camp he'd brace and hold them firm.

The captain and the others could deal with the tactics and the strategy. He'd just focus on keeping the girl next to him alive...and himself as well, that'd be nice.