Watching over her all night, Toshi hardly changed his position on the edge of the road. His eyes were like glued at her, and he spent all that time thinking what did she want. What was happening? Why didn't she attack him? Maybe she was planning something... He should definitely be careful.<br/><br/>The moment he noticed her moving, his hands flew up to the hilt of the blade by his shoulder, immediately unsheathing it. Holding it like a barrier between himself and her, he slowly took a stance ready to spring up and attack at any moment. Though, she still didn't look like she was going to attack... Strange. "Keep the clothes." he muttered. "I think you need them more than me." She was still shivering... He didn't feel the cold air around him too much, anyway. The clothes were more for protection and concealment of his figure rather than to keep him warm, anyway.<br/><br/>When she started talking, he pulled himself away cautiously, the blade still at the level of his shoulders, and he didn't let it fall down, though his own hands were quivering a little from exhaustion.<br/><br/>"How do I know I can trust you?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. "Who are you, even? Who sent you after me?"