<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0080">"No master. My face as always was cloaked in the shadow of my hood, but something tells me that he might have known who I was beforehand. Perhaps that's why he didn't kill me while he had the chance."</span>Naomi lifted her head to look at her master.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0080">"If you would allow it, master. I may have an idea as to how I might confront the target and dispatch him. If he truly does not know who I am, then I might find him and join his travels in this guise."</span>