Ezekiel
Ezekiel smacked his forehead with his palm and groaned. No, it was cool. But man, while he liked that kind of confidence it'd be really troublesome if he didn't warn her about how the real world works here."Ugh. No, no, no, no, no. See, that is what I figured too. But underestimating your foes is the worst kind of mistake, don't matter if you're a rookie or a top dog. You don't want to wing this, trust me."
Well, he wasn't holding on her anymore. As sarcastic as he was, this time he looked dead serious, if slightly annoyed.
"There's a really troublesome lord out there. I hate to admit it, but there's no chance in hell I could go toe to toe with her again. She's a complete monster, and magic is completely useless against her. To be honest, I'd rather... never see her mug again."
That lord was strong enough to destroy him with no resistance. He couldn't even flee from her. If they didn't play their cards right, whatever she wanted to achieve would fall on its face before it even began. "You get it? It's not so simple. Unlike where you're from, there's more than one at the top of the food chain. As much as I hate to admit it, laying low would be the sane move to make, not this."
A shadow loomed over him. He seemed genuinely worried about her safety, which was... oddly touching, if misplaced for someone he just met, no matter how much one could like her. Despite that, he managed to return to his relax demeanor, stretched his arms back and smiled contently.
"But neither of us are conventionally sane, eh? Don't sweat it, I'm sure we'll figure something out when it's due time."