No doubt had crossed his mind that the shadow maiden would come to the commander of shadows. He watches them as they release her, showing her form in the darkness of the crags. His single ear twists forward to show his interest, handsome marble face up in the sky as he scents her perfume, and the rise in hormones that say he has once again become a father to another mother worthy of his attentions. "Not necessary, it would seem." Black lips pull back in a smirk as he watches her face him from her circling.

He was unsure of what it was that drew him in about her, but something in her called to him. Perhaps it was Cobryn's blood keeping his ties with family, maybe it is in him to love. Though, with his heritage one could never be certain. The scarred male looks at her, those gem-like eyes scanning over her perfectly dark corset. "Are you hungry?" He asks in his deep, rough voice. Straight and to the point though he could make small talk if pressed to do so. The male is accustomed to catering to the insane demands of a female. He is the one who Jaidah - the one who was killed by Weylin - raised on her own.