[What a nice change it is, her not trying to run away from him constantly. He huffs at her words, settling at her side as he glances at Agron and Nasir, standing there closer to the pyre -- yeah, "lacking decorum" is about the nicest way to put that.]
I ain't too sure that's all o' it. [Sighs.] They don't exactly come from anywhere near our times... guess the rules o' conduct differed two thousand years ago.
[And not because he doesn't think you can't take care of yourself, but rather because he can't not express this:] Please be careful when talkin' to them. I know they're not a danger to you, but... [But. he still worries.]