“and what do you think you’re doing?” he’d say, floating behind you as you hold people captive. if he could take a guess, he would probably think you’re robbing them.

he has a stern attitude but calm expression as he floats above you, staring you down. he’s alone, the guardians are busy. “you better get away from those people.”

“..or else i’ll have to force you.” he says, floating closer to you. he waits impatiently for your decision.