Someone had finally told Clarus that Regis was present, once he'd finished his frantic search for Iris. After the situation had been explained to the shield, he'd taken a bit to collect himself before heading over to the other house to meet things head on. He'd never been one to dally or hide anyhow. Decisive action had always been favored, though sometimes that action had been retreat.

Not this time.

Regis would hear a gentle knock on his bedroom door, and Clarus stood waiting beyond, hands clasped behind his back and his best effort at a non-threatening expression put forth. He was already drastically different than the Clarus this Regis knew, he didn't want to scare him as well.