[Reaper nodded his head, understanding. He had barely saved Diarmuid from being killed by Maul, but it had come at the cost of his own life. That hadn't mattered, but he could recall the rise of concern and coldness when he found the boy suffering from wounds.

Many people had died that day in Maul's rampage. He might not have cared much about most of them given his limited association, but he was aware that their loss - even temporary - would send ripples through the entire Deerington population. It had also increased Maul's reputation as a loose cannon in the place.

Reaper actually stilled when Luz admitted to telling Shiro where he lived, and his expression hardened. Then his eyes dropped as thoughts ran through his head quickly, new contingencies being formed and sorted. It might not come to a fight - he and Shiro had never directly come into conflict - but was that a risk he was going to take?

He stroked his white goatee with his gloved fingers, mulling it over.] People say a lot of things, but considering the topics of this discussion, are you willing to take that risk?

[There was a reason that he kept so much to himself. If people knew, they could be at risk.]

Immediate future, certainly I will avoid him. [He would define what immediate was of course.]