Upset. Appalled… There were quite a few things Dryn was feeling despite giving a somewhat cheerful farewell to Rick after their talk. Rick was right of feeling the way he had after realizing Dryn had taken in Brandi and Amanda in his spare house the hard way. Well… Amanda for certain due to her injury back then. Dryn had thought he was doing the right thing, with the whole conflict of people wanting to harm those who were outsiders, especially elves and elf-friends. What he did not know was of the conflict between Rick and Kristophor due to the presence of Brandilyn. At his own house, no less.
Dryn walked into his house and locked the door behind him after Fenris had followed so he could unbuckle his blade. There was also another matter, Amanda insulting those who had been older than her. He knew that she had insulted Nessy and who knows who else? An eleven-year-old girl who had wanted to be treated like a grown-up yet now, she was acting like a child and somewhat not of a good sort either.
He rubbed his temples as soon as he had set his blade against the wall of his room. He took one step forward but the things that had been spoken made him take two steps back. He knew that he would need to talk to Kristophor, privately if possible. The same decision was for Amanda. He was not going to allow this for long because of one woman. He needed to put his foot down.
