He had yet to meet the one who Nataku saw as an important figure to him. While he did have his own opinions on the matter, the templar had chosen to remain quiet on the matter. If this was one of the humans important to Nataku, then he would keep his mind open in regards to this unexpected meeting.
What he wasn't expecting, however, was the sudden sense of hostility he felt on the air.
Tassadar didn't need to read the mind of this human to know what their thoughts were. Their body language alone was reminiscent of the Terran he'd battled against back in his sector of space. While he hardly felt threatened by the unknown man's demeanour, the templar would remain on guard.
Humans always were unpredictable, after all.
It didn't go passed his notice that no such introduction was given in return. While the Terran saw the Protoss unfavourably, they had at least been polite enough to return an exchange of names regardless. The lack of gesture left Tassadar inwardly frowning.
The colour of his eyes momentarily flashed yellow as the templar forced his emotions to quell. His mind was still exhausted from the previous battle that he knew well that his patience level wasn't as high as it usually was. It wouldn't do Nataku well to bring forth the displeasure he felt towards this one, and so he remained silent while observing the situation.
This one obviously held some level of feelings towards his Weapon, and perhaps he was simply intruding on it.
"Now that I see that you are well, I shall take my leave," Tassadar said to his Weapon after a moment before he took a step back to leave. There was little point in remaining while on the receiving end of such hostilities. He knew well that his patience would only last for so long, and Tassadar was in need of further rest and meditation. "If you are in need of me, Nataku, you may reach me on the network."
AND I TOTALLY THOUGHT THAT I HAD TAGGED THIS! Sorry guys T_T
What he wasn't expecting, however, was the sudden sense of hostility he felt on the air.
Tassadar didn't need to read the mind of this human to know what their thoughts were. Their body language alone was reminiscent of the Terran he'd battled against back in his sector of space. While he hardly felt threatened by the unknown man's demeanour, the templar would remain on guard.
Humans always were unpredictable, after all.
It didn't go passed his notice that no such introduction was given in return. While the Terran saw the Protoss unfavourably, they had at least been polite enough to return an exchange of names regardless. The lack of gesture left Tassadar inwardly frowning.
The colour of his eyes momentarily flashed yellow as the templar forced his emotions to quell. His mind was still exhausted from the previous battle that he knew well that his patience level wasn't as high as it usually was. It wouldn't do Nataku well to bring forth the displeasure he felt towards this one, and so he remained silent while observing the situation.
This one obviously held some level of feelings towards his Weapon, and perhaps he was simply intruding on it.
"Now that I see that you are well, I shall take my leave," Tassadar said to his Weapon after a moment before he took a step back to leave. There was little point in remaining while on the receiving end of such hostilities. He knew well that his patience would only last for so long, and Tassadar was in need of further rest and meditation. "If you are in need of me, Nataku, you may reach me on the network."