Ghent blinked in surprise. He never took the time to consider Drust wasn't human. This made him even more intriguing. He studied the man with growing curiosity, wondering how old the knight was if fourteen years did little to change him. 
	"[i]Used[/i] to be?" Elayra's remark distracted Ghent from guessing Drust's age. He shot her an unamused look, placing a hand on his hip. "Ha-ha, very funny. So, what you're trying to say is that I'm handsome now?" This wasn't the best time to make a claim on having good looks. No sleep, followed by a day in the rain and a trip through the portal left Ghent looking so disheveled, Miles looked dashing in comparison. 
	Turning back to face the gate, Ghent waited to see if Drust possessed a magical key of some kind. He nodded in response to Elayra's comment about his lack of memories, his gaze lowering. "Yeah...I guess that's true." Doubt crept its way into his voice. Deep down, he wanted to remember his parents. Anything was better than nothing.
	It soon became apparent that there was no magic key. If there was, Drust couldn't find it, because he was showing signs of anger again. 
	Without missing a beat, Ghent slipped behind Elayra. He hated to imagine what his former classmates would say to see such cowardice, but he wasn't taking any risks. Elayra had a sword, he didn't.
	"What's the problem?" Whispering so Drust wouldn't hear, Ghent watched from the safety of his human shield. When Drust looked to him, their eyes locked, and Ghent wanted to sink into the ground. His magic was to act as the key.
	"[i]Me?[/i]” Nothing like being put on the spot. Thoroughly intimidated by Drust's eerie gaze, Ghent wished Elayra would volunteer in his stead. When she didn't, he ran a hand through his hair, further making a mess of his appearance.
	“Uh…well, okay! Sure!” Rubbing his forearm, Ghent stepped around Elayra, approaching the locked metal doors with reluctance. Now that he actually had to do something, the gate intimidated him all over again. It felt more foreboding, just as it did in his dreams.
	"Is there a special spell I should use?" Ghent's heart was beating so loudly in his ears, he was afraid Drust and Elayra would hear it too. "Just making sure. I meant to crack a window, but I almost flattened a store. It's been a little unpredictable."