[And he can. He already knows this particular man's fate, and his own is as yet unknown, though to plunge from such a height unconscious has it's own finite implications. He doesn't fear death, a part of him believes it a fitting end for one who caused such strife...but he doesn't yearn for it, either.

Their goals align, to an extent. Dion is unfamiliar with the laws of this place, though he's been sanctioned a paladin without any means of knowing exactly what it is they stand for.]

All are noble goals, to be sure. [The faint flicker of a smile teases his lips as he offers his hand.] Then I shall provide aid where I can. Vigilantism has its place, though it should be a last resort rather than a first. Mayhap I can offer a steadying hand.