Dhruv talked with the others, reminding them that they aren't alone in the outlands like they are here. Thus they have to keep in mind the danger they might encounter because of this.
Dhruv wasn't particularly wary about the survival of his guardians... But he was skeptical about the ones they met. Knowing how unstable humans are he couldn't help but worry about theme.
"Especially you Vexar, don't try to fight with the humans... they are very fragile creatures, and you don't want to hunt weaklings, right?" Dhruv asked, looking at his demonic guardian.
He knew very well that Vexar was not as he appeared and cared deeply for those he was close to... but that was the point: those he was close to.
Dhruv could still remember the day when Lyra and the tribesmen had arrived on the island and how this third guardian was out for blood.
"Of course, Master... I won't do anything unless they provoke me," Vexar said, confident in his ability to keep calm.
