Stubborn pride and a poker face was what was made itself known when Xaldin asked him and the plant-person to come with him. "I don't need help." While the voice was assured, the solid belief behind the lie was dropping just slightly. However, just because he didn't know what was going on didn't mean he was going to forfeit his freedom. A rather foggy battle of wills went on in the golden-red haired man's head as he stood up to full height, at roughly 7 feet tall. Something said the man was something he liked, while another part of him said no help was needed. He couldn't understand any of the situation. And so, he strode away, his mind echoing a stubborn, proud, blind fury at being trapped that he couldn't understand.