His mind more open to his shine, prepared for their fight, he could read the differences in her. Blue eyes inspected her face as she pulled out of the hug. "I can see that. I'm not sure how I feel about it. Is that why the other me was different? A different point in time?"
Moving over to the taken seat and the much-needed coffee as he had had a long day of driving before he even arrived at this particular hotel, there was a touch of worry in his face over her pride. He couldn't blame her though. The True Knot had taken her father from her, had taken his best friend, and killed so many. She should be proud for that. He did not know about the enjoying of the idea of killing, but he would give her leeway on it in this case.
Letting a small sigh of relief, he nodded. "You have no idea how glad I am to hear that. I was ready to burn the world to the ground to make sure she didn't touch you."