Mute was far from stupid. He'd seen the woman out the corner of his eye. Yet he wasn't minding the fact she seemed to want to intercept him. He hadn't even been violent...yet. That was merely protecting himself. Defense not offense. He had not killed any of them. They had done it themselves. Did the job for him. He looks up as he nears where the woman was. Staring at her. Watching her studyingly. Taking in her features. She was beautiful yet deadly.<br/><br/>He didn't need to be a genius to take note of the stance. While non-aggressive stanced...you could see there was a chance she would flip at a moments notice. He looks at her. Saying nothing. He took note of her voice. The undertone was alluring and seductive. And he could tell she wasn't even attempting to do it. Well...not a lot anyways. He looks at her.<br/><br/>Crossing his arms in a that trick won't work with me. The expression said it loud and clear.<span style="font-style: italic">I am not like most men. That old trick in the book won't work on me.</span>He takes her in again. "Mute." he then shrugs. "Dunno." he says honestly. The two words spoken came out with an exotic and sensual type of purr sound. And he honestly was NOT trying. Where as she seemed not to be...he honestly wasn't.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "You are?" he asks. He would talk to a woman...when he felt like it. "I am seeking purpose for existing." he says simply yet honestly. Then fell silent. And proceeds to start to walk by her. Stopping and leaning against the wall in front of him. "You city?" he asks with an arching of his beautiful features. Eyebrows slender and sexy. Not bushy yet it seemed to work on him.