Frank
*As the wind passed through the pathway, so did Yvette, who was striding along the road, fixing her hat which grew loose and threatened to fall off her head. Her eyes scanned the smaller details of the buildings, as well as other things; the past couple of jobs went well, but she just needed one more before heading off to the tavern to rest.*
Detra
As the macen traveled down the path, she may notice an armored figure which stayed crouched behind a bush a few meters ahead and a bit off the path by a foot or two. The figure seemed to be attempting to hide. Their armor along with the fact that the bush was tiny made their appearance obvious though. It could normally be assumed that it was waiting for someone else but as Yvette got closer, they would suddenly look towards her. Their helmet following her as she presumably kept walking down the trail.

Their face was unable to be seen behind the helmet. Their figure alluded to the possiblity of this being an adult. They were very slim but the armor was seemingly made with my masculine features. One of which including the sick ass white cape that covered their armored back. Was this a knight or a traveler? The armor was average quality though the addition of the cape just gave them a sort of royal look to them.
Frank
*In the corner of her eye, the air macen noticed a glint of silver hiding behind a patch of bushes. A quick narrow of her eyes and Yvette could see someone clad in a full set of armor, combined with a badass cape that, somehow instinctively, made her ponder on what kind of person they are. To the "Knight", Yvette looked like a swordswoman, minus the strange hat on her head.*

*But curiosity has gotten the best of her senses, so Yvette gingerly went closer to the bush, but made sure to stay away by a couple of meters as a form of precaution. She then knelt down, presumably to meet the figure at a similar height (and eye level). A sentence came out, low enough to where only the "Knight" Could hear and herself, that being,* 

"You're doing a rather horrid job of hiding."
Detra
Internally, the "Knight" Realised that she was approaching him. Despite this though, he stayed put. This was what he wanted. Yes...

As the swordswoman spoke to him directly though, this suddenly hadn't become what he wanted. Think fast. 

"I've yet to be noticed by all but you. You must have amazing eyesight, m'lady"

If Yvette payed attention, those who walked the path avoided him the best they could as they noticed him. Seems she was the only one to approach him. His voice was light for a male perhaps he was just young though. It was still moderatly deep and muffled from his helmet thought. The pitch aswell as the somewhat heavy Irish-esque accent put his gender up for question. On face value though, its was moreso the voice of a male.

He stood up hastily. Being only 5'5/1.6 meters though, Yvette would be somewhat taller than him it she did the same.