Helios looks anxiously back at the woman and men waiting for him to tie said knot. He swallows thickly as his eyes tick to Giles and he nods a little with resignation. "I suppose you're right. I-I don't have anything on me at the moment. I-I don't know why any w-would want to, um, do that to me. Th-they all know how I-I get by now." His nervousness and anxiety in the face of a new, overbearing, crowd. He wasn't used to having so much attention drawn to him like this. Of course maybe it was the two years in Luceti that had made him soft. Still it was strange and taxing on him and he wasn't really in the best frame of mind at the moment. His arm hurt, a lot, and he's really trying to pay attention for what it's worth. But sometimes pain can really put a damper on one's self awareness.

"Wh-what should I do?"

About the whole marriage thing he means. Does running away and hiding for awhile count?