[There is the same thoughtful expression as he takes in the others' cries and demands, his heated passionate speech.]

Your allies... they might defend you even if you don't expect or demand them to. This is what allies are for. If you can trust them, they can trust you and vice-versa.
[The tone earns respect from him, and his expression grows steely as he listens to him telling him he would keep the word even though it may have consequences. Then after the pause, he is asked a question he wastes no time in answering, dark gaze as piercing as a cold night.]

I raise weapons for my Clan, I raise them to protect my brother... and I raise them so one day we find peace. [Which certainly would be different from anyone would expect having met any older version of him.]