His hand moves automatically to find the top of her head when she joins him and his thumb rubs soothing between her brows when she whines and leans. She's not the kind to do damage for the sake of doing damage and she's got a sharp mind he's learned to trust and rely on. He may be the tamer and psychically altered thanks to his time here and the things that have been done to him since he arrived but the drive to shelter and protect, as well as to trust what he sees as part of his team, is too core, too strong inside him for even the Ringmaster to take away. If something is bothering her, he's not going to ignore it.

So he goes to one knee next to her, arm across her shoulders above the point where her wings start and watches with her, unnatural eyes sharpening as he picks up the duo that are bothering her.

One of them likes talking, if what his ears can pick up is any indication. Careful, Shiro studies them, inhales to see if even from this distance he can get a scent, watches how they move. The circus is full of things that aren't what they look like on the outside. You don't stay here long without learning to watch for the signs. Shiro - senses animal under the human forms but not exactly. His voice is low and for Door alone.

"From your past? Do you remember?"