Frank
*To the left of her, she noticed a bit of people passing by staying away from the figure in armor to the best of her ability- unusual, and her eyes darted back and forth between the evaders, and the mysterious "Knight" In front of her. So she too got up on her feet, standing just a bit taller, being just 5.8 meters.* 

"Thanks! Guess I *Must* Be the only one here with amazing eyesight; oh yes, I can surely see the mountains that lie beyond this town, and maybe... Just maybe, the face that's behind your helmet."

*Yvette took one slight step backwards. Even admist the underlying tones of her words, the swordswoman couldn't help but feel the tense bands of suspicion wrap around her figure. She assumed the person to be young, but there was so many questions to him... Or her. Or anything. Trap energy.*

"Now, if you don't mind me asking," *She began, gesturing her head over to a random direction; but it looked to be in the direction of the road, where the he/she originally faced.* "...Who are you hiding from?"
Detra
As Yvette made the suggestion that she might be able to see under the helmet, the knight tensed up. He attempted to divert the attention on that possibility for the moment, letting out a chuckle.

"My beauty must be concealed beneath this helmet. The fact that your eyes remain unscathed proves you cannot see that far."

As he was asked about the bush, he answered rather quickly. Glad that they'd be changing the subject from his face hopefully. 

"The bush seemed nice so I sat there. Then I saw you."

He answered simply. Seemingly not having much ulterior motive besides that.
Frank
*The swordswoman's face twisted and shifted to that of mere suspicion. The knight at this point, might've noticed Yvette's face now increasing in intensity when it comes down to skepticism. Her eyes glanced over to the path again, though much more longer now than before. Then back to the knight; he/she can practically feel the intense glare.*

*But despite this, Yvette lightened up her expression for a moment and said,* "Well, the bush that you found is a very nice one, I must say. Look at it; the branches, the little grooves here and there, its a fine one. A little 'long in the tooth' and all, but still a fine one at that." 

"But that aside, it's indeed a pleasure to meet you, knight with a 'beautiful face'. Even though I would love to see what's hidden underneath the helmet, we'll just have to wait for the day that happens. My name is Yvette 'Aster' Glenne, what's yours?" 

*Unbeknownst to Rexford however, the woman still kept the veil of skepticism over her face. There was a lot that she wanted to ask; especially when it felt as if the figure in knight armor was hiding something.*