[color=#1A1A3B][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]                  took two steps into the building and then blinked, then frowned, then sighed. He didn’t even tense when the civilian started their approach, aggravation clear in their posture and with a weapon in hand. It was a strange thing to realize in that moment that a normal human just…wasn’t a threat, not on their own at least–or barring specific circumstances. Firearms could certainly pose a significant danger, but melee armaments? Not really. So it was that Farren’s frown swiftly shifted into a more neutral expression, and then it actually became slightly amused as the man changed his affect entirely.

Well that was new.

Farren realized that since they’d only dealt with assailants and hunters since their awakening that he’d had no idea how regular people would respond to their presence. He just…hadn’t thought about it really, but if he had, well…the man was right, he could have just paused, listened a moment and knocked. The realization was a quiet one and Farren might have even apologized for the sudden intrusion–and for  almost certainly breaking the lock on their door–but Ophelia took charge before he could say anything at all.

Rather than interrupt or protest, he simply let her, she was probably the more approachable of the two anyways. With her occupying the man’s attention, Farren sheathed first the Blade of Mercy, then Bulwark, at his hip. If these folks suddenly became a threat the only thing he’d really need were his bare hands anyways. As for an incursion of beasts…well, they’d likely hear or smell any such thing coming before they were upon them. He wasn’t worried.

That wasn’t to say that he dropped his guard, just that he didn’t feel it immediately necessary for him to remain armed. While he was fine with letting Ophelia lead the interaction, he did add his own query once she had said her piece.

[color=#1A1A3B][b]“Ah…and what’s with the crow skulls?”[/b][/color] he said, his voice a deep contrast to hers, gruff and serious, and while not unfriendly, certainly far less affable than hers was.