Siona didn't miss the look in Anier's eyes and knew that her lie would soon enough be revealed. A small sigh of slight defeat passed quietly through her lips as her gaze shifted downward towards the wooden planks of the dock below their feet. Teal eyes closed as her elven friend told their true reason for being there, though was thankful that the Gemma family had been left out of the conversation. Her ears flattened slightly at the word servant girl however though they were essentially true now.

Her gaze drifted up once more as she heard the man speak in a seemingly more comforting tone. Instinctively her ears completely flattened as she felt the weight of the man's hand on her head and had to resist the slight urge to shake it off. Her attention was suddenly shifted again as she heard yet another unfamiliar shout, however the scent was easily identifiable. She turned her head in time to see her friend suddenly coming towards her as he was unceremoniously shoved causing her to stumble slightly herself, though managed to prevent a fall. A low growl escaped her throat as the scent of blood soon drifted to her nose and knew its origin. Of course there wasn't much she could do as even she wasn't willing to tangle with the Templars as she did the other nobles.

Instead she turned her attention towards Anier, noting that he was now gripping his shoulder. At his words the wolven girl calmly shook his head. "It's alright, there's nothing that you need to apologize for. If anything that oaf of a Templar should be apologizing to you for injuring you..." she whispered back quietly as a mixture of both concern for her friend and anger towards the one that harmed him intermingled in her tone.

The corner of her dark colored eyes suddenly caught the dangerous look in the adult male's, causing a shiver to run down her spine in pure terror. Quickly she adverted her attention back to Anier to try and prevent another shiver to pass. "Show me your shoulder" she calmly whispered as she nodded towards the indicated area.

The venomous look of the man continued until the back of the offending Templar was far enough from his sight. 'Your time will soon come Templars and you will soon learn that you are not as godly as you think.' Emerald eyes then slowly shifted back towards the children before him, his features lightening drastically. "Are you alright there son?" he asked Anier, his tone mirroring only concern, bending down slightly to check what the damage was.