There’s a moment of confusion for him as well, as he’d never been mistaken for a ‘she’ ever in his life. Then again, when this village had women that looked like Lashan, he could kind of understand it a little more. But not by much, really. Being the outsider he was, from the upbringing and country he came from, this all made little sense to him.

“You sure your eyes are workin’ right?” he was feeling cheeky as he hands Kai over without a fuss, ”Maybe you ought to get the food first.”

He figures Aren must be a bit delirious from exhaustion and hunger. That must be the answer, clearly.