No one should ever be preyed on, no matter the location.

[ He does not correct what Amos says to him, only states his own position about it. It doesn't matter to him, if there is a club or haven where such things like that can and do happen, it is still the act of preying unfettered upon another. Hurting them. If there are rules in place to protect the 'prey', he will stand corrected, but Highstorm seems to turn their eyes from any attempt at justice that isn't meted out by its people.

And people are fallible. That is why institutions exist, why justice is not in the hand of vigilantes. ( Drizzt, himself, is a vigilante. He knows the intimacy of claiming tithe for one's pain, and the importance of a code. ) Still, his smile is quick. A flinching thing, that doesn't quite touch the exhaustion set against the dark skin below his eyes. The soft droop of his long ears. ]

I'm trying to be. [ Gentle in his honesty. ] Does Highstorm not have a standing guard or city watch?