Oh. Oh gods he had made a mistake.
The Chaos froze before the two scientists, eyes frantically flicking between the two of them. As the runes on his chest began to light up, the blonde woman, grabbed his arm and yanked him to the side. "Sorry Zae, old friend. Don't wait up!" she called back before turning to Harutte. "Chaos, I do not think so." she hissed, eyes darting over to Zae, before returning to his face. A deliberate show of avoiding staring at the runes. Interesting.
He hadn't meant to start casting a charm, call it a self-preservation instinct and admittedly he was glad that she'd interrupted it. Though he wasn't glad that he now had a member of the Seraphim directly in front of him, glaring daggers.
"Look, look lady. There's been a... misunderstanding here." Harutte winced, raising his hands in a surrender. Fighting this wasn't going to be a smart idea, not in a crowded marketplace. Despite clearly recognising his nature and abilities, she hadn't pulled a sword on him... yet. "I'm... a good one, no problem here officer. Ask Yepha, I'm pretty sure I got a 'get out of jail free' card stashed somewhere on my record."