The temptation to blink away and back with a sword is so tempting that he nearly does it before she barks his name. He has one. He knows where it is, so it wouldn't be any trouble at all, the man would be dead before he could take another breath. And that would be satisfying for about a minute before he remembered that he's trying not to solve all of his problems with murder.

Although when she suggests that they take him home, he still looks at her like she grew a second head.

"He didn't answer anything. Could you make any sense out of that?" No, he's still pissed. It's been hours and all they got was 'the wind.' The man is silent now, so he must be satisfied with himself.

There's another option. He just really doesn't want to go there.

He runs his hand through his hair, trying to let some of his inner rage quiet down. The man gets another sharp glare and then he takes a breath and looks back at Alina. Arguing in front of hostages is one of the first things you learn not to do, so he crosses his arms and seems to come back to the reasonable side of logic.

"Let's take a break."