He made a noise that seemed part sigh, part growl and stepped further into the room, his tail trailing on the floor behind him. Eyes narrowed, he made a quick scan of the room once more before turning to face Lara again. He numbly registered her calm demeanor and casual attitude, not just regarding his appearance but being brought back to a world that wasn't her own.

The silence stretched as he gazed at her blankly. He discovered he felt nothing at this news, no drive to vanquish this "three" who were responsible for...whatever this was. Should he storm their gates and demand to be returned to his world of orgin, what would he be returning to? His scant clan members, still frozen in stone, and he without the option to join them in eternal sleep once more? No...there was no point in fighting now. There was no point to anything.