Ghaleon was already shoeless, him drying out his socks near the fire. He hadn't even been watching the girl who slept so soundly on the other side of the pit. He only looked up at hearing his guest awaken and move. As she spoke to him, He nodded, seeing her fix her hair. When she asked why, he smiled and looked into the fire.<br/><br/>"Fantastic question..." He said softly, the fires gleaming in his eyes as he looked up from it, to look her way." You must know that I am a Traveling Merc, And I'm sure my reputation speaks miles to the contrary, But..." He said softly, taking a swig of his ale, the bottle little less than half full. As the burn coated his throat, he breathed out calmly, continuing."I also Live by the Code of Honor. Never kill Dishonorably. You're in no position to fight, And as such, I cannot allow any more harm to come your way." He said softly, poking at the fire, before putting another log on the fire.<br/><br/>He looked back over, adding to his speech."I lose a lot of money this way, But I'll never lose my honor." He said softly, putting his bottle down and toking the fire again."Now, if you try to kill me in my sleep, Then I will have no problems killing you, But then again, Why would a Proud Hunter such as yourself waste your skill on a sleeping foe..." He said softly, looking to her with a smile. He waited patiently for some kind of response, taking from his pocket some dried meat, taking a small bite from it, then offered it to her with a smile.