A breath drains out of him at that. Nill? The mute girl with the wings? It's more a surface thought than pointed attempt at communication, but she can likely read it well enough.

With a quick glance around he gestures her closer, before displaying open hands. She's not in any danger from him, at least not for the moment. It'd be far better if the audience at home could see him protecting her than the trouble it'd be worth to attack her, after all. Got to play the game, the way it's been told.

"It's alright. I'm not gonna hurt you. Said I'd look out for you, didn't I?" With a crooked grin he reaches for the visor of his helmet, drawing it back so she might see his face. As if that made him any more trustworthy.