William retracted his arm, the Ulfric not accepting his offering of drink. He studied the Ulfric's face for any sign of what his intentions might be. Being alone in a basement with a guy who had a meat tenderize in one hand was in no way an appealing idea to the hunter. They would either discuss what he had told him further, or the Ulfric would try to kill him right there and the. The flask went back into his coat as the hunter sat there listening to Ryan explain himself, and then switch topics to the younger girl he saw earlier on the porch. [i]"I'd hate to break that news to him.[/i] William thought with an amused smile. [i]"Not only could you be rejected, you could be mauled to death by a pack of hungry dogs."[/i]

He listened silently, though his attention shifted back towards the stairs as he heard the door open once more. He could see what looked like tiny rabbit slippers step down towards them then stop halfway. The voice had mentioned she brought food for the guests. [i]"I'm surprised anyone in this house even considers us guest at this rate."[/i] William thought, glancing around at his surroundings, noting the fact he had been locked in a basement for the night, and now face to face with someone hellbent for answers. The hunter glanced back towards the stairs for a moment, and then turned to face the Ulfric once more. "I say we send Ryan here upstairs so he can eat, and maybe get his head checked out finally. You and I can have a bit of breakfast if that is of course alright with you, and i'll tell you what you want to know." William stated, adjusting his hat back onto his head.