The woman's blade was readily held in her hand, though not quite withdrawn from the boot. She hadn't attacked so Kosuke felt certain she wouldn't attack if he didn't. Just in case though, he quickly reviewed his favorite shield charm in his mind. It was short and quick, exactly what he would need if her hand... slipped.<br/><br/>No matter how you looked at it, the woman was obviously very suspicious of him. Her muscles were tense and her eyes continued to comb over him, looking for any signs of hostility. Her response though, showed that this suspicion went a lot deeper than just him. Perhaps her trust had been betrayed before. Either way, she desperately had to be calmed down, or the situation might turn away from diplomacy.<br/><br/>Kosuke's face softened even more than it already was, and he delivered the girl a gentle and reassuring smile, as if he were the one looking upon a child.<br/><br/>"My name is Kosuke Ataru," he said to her in the gentle, reassuring voice he used when he was healing someone. "I can assure you that much is true at least. And I hope I do not make myself vulnerable by telling you this, but I am a pacifist miss. If you can see that that is true, perhaps you may ease some of your worries. You shot the dart with the sleeping drug in it at me, didn't you? Did you create that toxin yourself miss?"