Alexandra felt a smile tug on the corners of her mouth, when he showed her the mark of an Assassin. A small chuckle wanting to escape when he gave her the advice to not take on mission of high difficulty alone. Truth be told, she had faced harder missions alone, but today seemed to be a bit of an off day for her. Usually a group, like the one back at the gallows, would have been dead in half the time on a â€˜normalâ€™ day for her. Today just was not her day. Just as a precaution though, she swore next time to bring a back up.<br/><br/>Her eyes turned curious toward the Assassin that brought forth a â€˜Templarâ€™, but agreed with Renaldo that he was not one at all. If he were one, it would be a new recruit thatâ€™s for sure, considering he got captured so easily. There was something about this man though that struck a familiarity, but decided not to bring it up.<br/><br/>Silently she blended into the background, watching every little move this man made. Analyzing him right down to the core, she soon assumed he was just caught at the wrong place at the wrong time. Simple as that. She folded her arms as she leaned against the wall, relaxing while she waited for his answer.<br/><br/>She was also wondering the same as Renaldo had asked, just who was this man? And what was his reason to follow them? Narrowing her eyes, she moved off her wall and walked closer to this man. Not even thinking he might be dangerous. She took her stance in front of him her hand resting on her blade, if she needed to strike quickly.<br/><br/>Renaldo took a spot next to her, and she glanced briefly over to him. Wanting to see exactly what her rescuer looked like, without his hood blocking his face. His hair was dark, along with his eyes. In the fading light they both nearly looked black. It was haunting almost, but enchanting also. She closed her eyes briefly looking away sighing.<br/><br/>She looked back at this â€˜Templarâ€™, with a small smile on her lips. Now that she thought of it, this man had been following them for quite sometime. Keeping pace with them, even for a man his build and age that was impressive. She could see it in his eyes. The exhaustion of running after them rested in his eyes.<br/><br/>â€œI must say,â€ She smiled, â€œI do admire your persistence, though, I cannot fathom what made you do such a crazy thing as to follow us.â€<br/>She chuckled a little shaking her head, looking to the Assassin that restrained him.<br/>â€œYou can let go, I do not believe he will try anything else in the midst of us.â€