Hatsune scooted back, her spine colliding with the wall, hard. A soft hiss of breath intake came from her mouth. She slid along the wall inching away from him and towards the other side of the room. She knew she knew him from the alley but she also remembered that she was attacked, while she was tending to him. When she collided with the other wall, she looked towards the door that was open behind him. Her eyes darted back to him. Maybe she could distract him and then make a break for it. She may have a concussion but she was still fast.<br/><br/>"W-why am I here? I've done nothing wrong." The young woman's leg slid up, slight bruises had formed from her trip earlier. Scrapes were all along her calves and knee. While she waited for him to reply she took a moment to look him over, she noted that he was dressed rather well and that he was good looking. Then again, so were many of the men in their city. Clothing and looks were everything in the community. It was how she made it as far as she did. She was nowhere near celebutante status but she still was well known. People would notice she was gone. But then again, if, based on his looks, he was well off, he could spin it any way he wanted..