"I'm not that old," Corwin protests, not sure if he should be offended or not. It isn't as if she can see his face, after all! Though he supposes his voice is probably not all that young-sounding.... If only he sounded like a normal human! "Do the people here need protecting, if they're getting drunk and going places alone?"

He pauses and the featureless mask turns this way and that, as if scenting. "Is someone here to prey on them, today?" There might be a protective sort of growl to his voice, there. Just a little.