It had occurred to Guardian during this interaction that the white and grey male before him seemed almost incapable of smiling, or any more than the vaguest of humour that seemed to occur to him at the most unusual of moments, Eden offering little more than a sort of lopsided quirk every now and then as opposed to any real grin. He didn’t laugh….freely the way Guardian did with Achilles, or the way so many others seemed to do, as if he couldn’t quite bring himself to find anything truly amusing let alone indulge the blackened and red male in his evident good humour. It is an observation and little more, one passed quietly through his mins, eyes of the most beautiful blue gold turned briefly towards Achilles in this moment, the young male needing no vocalisation to understand his Prince’s intentions or desire, assured Achilles remained content with this conversation before returning his attention towards Eden once more- waiting for the white and silver wolf to offer him attention- towering form truly difficult not to notice. He was easily as tall as Achilles and yet lighter, taking more to Eden’s build in this regard, the difference in the divergence of Heyel blood it would seem though perhaps Eden is wise to watch Achilles as he does…..After all, Guardian and Achilles are an unusual pair in this regard perhaps, one to speak and watch, the other to listen and learn so as very little is ever missed between them- though few, it would seem, have truly understood the skill of the companions in this regard.

Guardian merely continues to wait a moment longer still, weight shifted in an effort to return cousin Eden’s gaze upon himself and pull his eyes from the snowy Prince, a grin marking his features once more in a display of that ever good nature that so seemed to afflict him, the boy truly free of malice else any concealed behaviour. He is honest after all, in almost all that he does, the toned, tall young male the very ideal of a warrior and yet it would seem he is given to speeches in equal measure- yet Eden chooses once more to address Achilles directly, guardian merely offering a nod of sorts, one ear alone inclined to Achilles in yet another moment of unspoken comradery in the short silence that follows, Guardian waiting for Achilles to interject or continue to…unnerve Eden with his silence- both Guardian simply continues once more, offering Eden the reason for their being.

It is logical he supposes, to ask after the terms exactly, that red tipped ebony tail offering a single wave, ears pricking forward neatly upon his head as he nods once more, that deep, rough drawl falling from his lips now.

“Nuthin’ to special at first eh? We jus want good relations wit ya an a peaceful border, no stealin, mybe lettin’ some of us ‘unt where da river meets da ocean and we’ll let ya on our ‘igher plains for dem burro’s- no goin’ to far in either border though, just a friendship, maybe somethin’ more later on if you got some good hunters maybe day could teach some of our young ones and maybe we could lend ya some healers to teach yours or fighters, whatever ya need more- but dats for later on, see how we go first wit tha no stealin’ and sharing some prey eh?”

His words are not the…easiest to understand and yet he offers them fairly slowly in an effort to assure Eden could comprehend, his drawl not to be mistaken for any lack of intelligence, Guardian entirely more so clever then he ever allows to let on before Eden’s final words see his own head tilt, the other males meaning seemingly entirely lost upon the black warrior.

“Well, if he was standin’ ‘ere with ya I wouldn’t ‘ave to ask da question would I? It’s only a question cause he ain’t here. Ya say some strange things sometimes Eden.”

His words are still good nature, no tease or malice within them as he simply offers his thoughts in that moment, gaze resting upon Eden still, offering Achilles a final glance to see if the other had anything to add or change.