Dios mio, did he just manage to fuck up everything? Sure, he was annoyed, but this still wasn’t actually the outcome to he was aiming for. Reyes didn’t try to stop his mate (didn’t want this shitstorm to blow up in front of Sachiel), just exhaled slowly, heavily through his nostrils as he watched the man leave. Were he a man, he might have pinched his brow, rubbed his face – as it were, he just let his ears flick forward and back, a small sign of his flickering worries before he turned back to the kid. Poor guy – came here to report, and somehow got caught in the middle of a domestic row.
“Well. Glad you won’t be alone,” he murmured, making sure Sachiel at least knew he was heard. Approved of. “I’ll figure the out sooner ‘er later. Probably wouldn’t be bad for you or Hawth to come alone. I’ll letcha know. Now, go eat, clean up. Get some rest.”
Reyes had to sort himself out. Clearly.
Fade.