Callum had barely heard anything she had said, staring past her in the direction Gallium left in. He felt as though nothing in the world could stop him. That was, until Emmalia put her hand on his arm. He was seeing red, and suddenly, it was like the world had evaporated once more into the only thing he wanted to see - Emmalia. He looked down at her, his hand gripping her forearm. "Em, I'm not sure what we're going to do about this." He said. He knew how odd it probably looked, a guest in such close proximity to a guard. He didn't care, though.