Wyatt stood up again as his cousin did, knowing that she was about to tell him where he could find something to fight. When she said she wanted to go with him, his face formed a scowl and he crosse his arms over his chest. He wasn't a very big fan of her coming along on a mission of his to just fight until he couldn't fight anymore. He would make sure she was safe and make sure that she wasn't hurt by the demons he planned on vanquishing or even by his own crossfire. He just wasn't sure about her tagging along because he didn't really feel like looking out for anyone else on his dive headfirst into hunting.
He looked over at her and raised an eyebrow. "Pen, I'm five years older than you, I think I can handle myself."