Wolf family

*He watches the scene, his professional mask cracking to reveal genuine warmth. He gives a slow, deliberate nod of approval, his gaze returning to scan the crowd.*

*He watches the scene unfold in silence, his professional mask hiding the quiet admiration he feels. He gives a sharp nod.* A wise decision, my lady. We should return before the queen begins to worry.

*He gives a low, almost imperceptible nod, his professional mask replaced by quiet respect. He begins to walk beside you, his gaze sweeping over the crowd once more.* That was a kind thing you did, my lady.