The dragon is, admittedly, reluctant to move under the pall of silence. Nervously, he pushes his nose into the knight’s fingers – unconsciously seeking comfort. Was the woman in fact a sorceress? Her own account implied a much greater evil. Would it be safe to stay alongside a woman who was possessed? But then, could he trust the word of Christian priests in the first place? 

Well, if nothing else, he was glad that they had found a common tongue. Marduk pulled away from Hayate’s hand and stands up – his eyes slightly turned away from the knight, his ears angling back a little bit again. He was embarrassed! Clearing his throat and summoning his courage, though, the dragon would interject himself into the wider conversation. “…It is not ours to judge. She may as easily be blessed as cursed. As it is, even if she is ill, her will seems to remain intact. She is not… dangerous, no more so than a knight with his sword.” Here, his eyes rest briefly on Hayate. “If she abuses her gift, and uses it for evil, then Allah will judge her so when it is her time.”

He sighs, then, when Mordecai himself appears to absolve her of witchcraft. He… really is not certain what to think of this. Having gained some degree of confidence, though, he moves on to address Hayate. “As for you… I am uncertain what to think. You have interrupted my prayer with a threat most dire, and now you act as if nothing had happened. What were you thinking? What do you hope to accomplish? You would be jailed if you had been seen, or with [i]franj[/i] crusaders like yourself besieging the city itself, perhaps killed on sight. In fact, you are still violating the laws of the land. Dhimma cannot arm themselves as you have!” Here, Mordecai earns a glance as well. He hadn't missed that bow! It’s a little difficult to tell from his tone, though, whether he’s angry or concerned. Frankly, he’s not sure. Maybe a little of both.