[ A good question indeed. The men are coming toward the corner they're hiding behind, passing any of the doors near them, so he has enough reason to believe they're going to keep coming. Which leaves his options clear — either they fight, or they find a way to avoid it, and he would certainly prefer the latter.
Putting a hand to his chin, he thinks on the situation for a moment, before getting an idea. And thus he turns to his sister, whispering softly. ]
Alisaie. You are capable of binding others, are you not?
[ He's almost certain she is, but he'd prefer to check. ]
whines
Putting a hand to his chin, he thinks on the situation for a moment, before getting an idea. And thus he turns to his sister, whispering softly. ]
Alisaie. You are capable of binding others, are you not?
[ He's almost certain she is, but he'd prefer to check. ]