[you rang]

Leonard, darling, Yuuri's looking for you. I think she wants input on what we're cooking to...night...

[Ardyn trailed off midsentence, yellow eyes drifting to the man nearby--and in a fraction of an instant he'd positioned himself between the two just short of falling into a fighting stance, voice dangerously low and with a furious snarl to it that rarely if ever came out these days.]

You. Get the hell away from him, what are you doing here?