It was perhaps no secret that Tetradore fully kept to himself. It was habitual really. For so much of his life there was no friend to share his deepest thoughts with, no person to build some meaningful relationship with. Any sort of inclination he had towards others was consistently utilized against him to the point where he hardly even bothered any longer. That trait became so much of who he was that even within his freedom, Tetradore still found himself sticking to those same routines. In fact, the more he liked an individual the more reserved he often was, as particularly peculiar it might have seemed from an outside point of view. It made perfect sense to himself, however. Though truly he'd hardly considered that others within his life might have wanted a deeper connection with the man then they had. Even despite his status, why would they? After all he had been Risque's favorited pet and even so he was eyed with scorn or fear even amongst her own other animal servants. And so, in short, the simple fact that he rarely carried on any sort of meaningful conversation with the lupine in front of him hardly registered upon his radar as anything atypical for the man.

The man instead regarded her with silence after the words had fallen so easily from his lips, his gaze settled on her as the array of emotions so flittered across both her soul and likewise her features. Why the concept so astonished her was quite a mystery to him. He had thought it was obvious - her place here within the pack within his life. He watched as she approached him, the man still leaning against the doorframe of his own bedroom in an entirely lackadaisical fashion. Tetradore was aware of her efforts to appear submissive, the Alpha male picking up on that body language she put such an effort to display. What he hadn't expected, however, was the way in which the girl suddenly reached out, wrapping her arms around him as she lead so suddenly in him to hug him. For a brief moment, he was entirely taken back by the peculiar gesture though the second was fleeting as he heard the words muttered into his chest. He cleared his throat, his emerald gaze sliding down towards the woman in front of him as, slowly, he returned the gesture. His voice was soft as he spoke, admitted to her alone emotions that he never voiced out loud, confirming that which Tobias himself had said many a times before. "Tobias is my brother It's not hard to see how he feels about you. I guess, in a way, that makes you my little sister-in-law, hm?" He inquired, reaching up to ruffle the girl's hair in a rare gesture of affection. It was a motion he had done to his sister years ago when they were children.

Tetradore himself was entirely oblivious to any notion of mate or marriage Tobias and Raven might have discussed in the privacy of their own bedroom but he was startlingly aware of the deviant boy's feelings for her. They were plain as day for him to see. He watched as the girl stepped away, muttering an apology he easily brushed off. What he hadn't anticipated, however, was the seriousness of her tone as she offered him a response. The correction alone cause a soft snort to leave his lips. "I was joking with you Raven." Tetradore enlightened her and yet her missing his efforts hardly perturbed him. If this was such a concern for her, then he would address it as such. "Should you other half see fit to attack again, then I will put her in her place, again. And we can continue such a circle until she too gets it. I cannot promise I will do so gently, but I can promise to see to it that no one else is harmed in the future." It was, after all, his responsibility, was it not? It was a burden he was fully intending to bare if only to put the female at ease. In truth though, he was hardly concerned. After all, the wolverine had understood in those moments that contending with him would only lead to her defeat. Next time, he wouldn't let it get as far as it had.