[ Well. The interruption has him flick his head towards the straight-backed figure who... he assumes is their enemy, unless normal people like to stand uninvited in the middle of a bridge. The size of the intruder isn't much of a threat— again, Scáthach comes to mind— but the openness with which they show themselves is.
He can't be too sure, not yet, but he draws a mental line through the word "Assassin" to cross that option out. Too forthcoming. ]
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He can't be too sure, not yet, but he draws a mental line through the word "Assassin" to cross that option out. Too forthcoming. ]
Your type, or no?