Savage knew that look. It seemed typical across most sentient species who were capable of dynamic facial expressions. The lack of helmets or other expression blockers meant that he could watch this humanling's expression shift in real time, and he didn't even need the verbal confirmation to know why Willow hadn't come to their arranged meeting.

From further down the street where he had come, a low rumbling bellow sounded and his Omen, Brute, lumbered out from a side-street. Another louder bellow and the Reek picked up a trot down the street, shaking a threatening head at any vehicle in the way.

He watched with an impassive expression, watching the human then glancing to the house and back again. "How?"