Kazimeriz shook his head, trying to snap back into himself. He furrowed his brows further and glanced at Alessia. "Fine." he said in a pale, gravelly voice, trying to regulate his breathing and slow his heart.

Any issues? Any issues? O ho, did he have issues. And every last one of his 'issues' could be wrapped up in the young lady there in the bright sundress. He found his voice.

"Her. What is she doing here?" he asked, indicating the Avalon woman, his expression still stricken.