"That's not what I sensed," comes a somewhat snappish growl. Or rather all of those things could still be true, but the fascination had clearly overridden bothering to consider him anything more than a curiosity. Fenris has had more of his fill of that for one lifetime, and is hardly about to let anyone drag him back into it.

The offer of help has him eyeing the stranger warily. They might seem innocuous by their appearance, but he's also had plenty of experience with those who are not at all what they seem...and in fact are - more often than not - far more dangerous than at first glance.

But his head is throbbing, nearly to the point of nausea.

"...how?"