Ray nodded, casting his helmet aside. The metal object disappeared before it hit the ground. Ray smiled warmly at Viola, but his brow was creased in confusion and worry. "Why does one so young choose a life like this? You should spend your days tending to your fancy, not to wounds. But, alas, I do not know why you've chosen this path." The massive knight shrugged, and motioned for Viola to lead the way.