She has had to deal with a variety of situations in her travels- some not so pleasant. It was a part of life as she had come to realize. She choose the kinder route in the world when possible, but she understood where others came from and the path that they choose. Today, she felt the tension from Tychon, but noticed his looks, and what might have brought him to this path he took today. It brought a sort of sadness to her golden eyes as she looked from him back to Tyrion.

She believed that he did not wish to bring any harm, and she nodded slightly at his remark. It appears he was invited here. Butterfly was invited by Dany to reconnect, and it had been a pleasant enough time so far. She wondered if the other male would be tolerant, but he certainly was not giving off such a vibe. Tyrion introduced himself, and she took note of his name.

”Butterfly is my name, Aunt of Kalseru,” she said with her head tilting towards Tychon, giving her reason for being near the land. He did not seem pleased with her, but she simply could not understand why. She didn’t realize she was causing any problems, and her gentle and perhaps slightly confused expression reflected this. In fact he barked when Tyrion looked upon her, and stepped between herself and Tyrion. Butterfly simply stood, tall and perhaps a bit lumbering compared to the other two, with her head tilting to the other side, slightly bewildered, but not backing down either. She need not be protected unless they both turned and attacked her...to be frank, she could probably take on the small Tyrion without issue if needed, though she did not allow such thoughts to linger, as she felt no threat from him. It was Tychon that brought her fur to ruffle a bit, especially when he spoke. She noticed the trouble he had with speech, and she wondered what might have happened to him in the past.

Her eyes looked to Tyrion then. Tychon was in front of her looking at Tyrion as well, and she narrowed her eyes slightly at Tyrion with a slight shake of her head no, yet looked down at Tychon. If he did attack Tyrion, she would certainly have to intervene, and she was certainly in an advantageous position to do so, but she preferred not to start such a thing, and she hoped Tyrion would catch on to what she meant by the shaking of her head.

”With peace, we wish to speak to my niece,” she said, firm but kind enough, and if Tyrion did not attack, she would being following Tychon to along the mountain path.