Drawing the sword -- it's no force lance, but he's perfectly comfortable handling a blade -- is an instinctive reaction to the scream. It's hard to imagine how anything could have gotten into threaten her, but he'd rather have a weapon drawn and ready and not need it than the other way around.

Equally instinctive is the swift stride across the living area, the pause to listen for sounds of a struggle or danger inside her room, and, a moment later, striding through the door, sword at the ready.

To find absolutely no sign of danger anywhere.