The man watched Dumas with huge scared eyes. If he had the chance, he'd probably have tried to run. But, even if he did have the chance, the man had serious doubts about his legs' ability to respond fast enough.<br/><br/>The smile on Dumas's face made him even more nervous. He could only wonder what ideas were going through the man's mind. But he could tell none of the ideas seemed to be too good for him.<br/><br/>"The name?", he squeaked in a high-pitched voice. He cleared his throat and tried at least to speak with his normal voice. "He... introduced himself as Donovan. No last name given. Can I please go? I don't know anything, okay? They tell me to meet her, I meet her. That's all."