[ The anger drains out of Allairavar and its wake is a brief moment where he simply looks tired. That too passes quickly, replaced by understanding, gratitude, even sympathy. He gives a brief nod. ]

Thank you. Fayura is not only my Queen and a good Queen, she is my sister by heart though not by blood and I wish that all of you had received a better introduction to Draega than assassins and fires. [ He pauses, studying Percy for a moment as Allairavar searches his memory. ] You came to the city with me. From what I saw you handled yourself well.