"Likewise, Ari," He said, testing how her name sounded on his tongue, "I wish it were under better circumstances as well."<br/><br/>He reached up to lift his hood back slightly, revealing his face, glacial blue eyes, and long, jet black hair to her for a few long moments so she could recognize him by his appearance if they got separated. This went against his personal creed not to reveal his face to people he could end up having to kill later. It was a means to remain detached from people, to not develop an attachment to those he killed. It worked so far but this was different. He was hired to protect someone not kill them. It was an ironic turn of events that the skills he'd honed to track and kill a person would end up would be used to protect a person.<br/><br/>He glanced past Ari when the guide was introduced. His reaction to seeing the guide was to slam his head into the table in front of him in front of everyone gathered. Yeah, he didn't think too highly of the people he'd seen so far but the guide had somehow topped the list of people who'd he'd willing kill to save them time. Where did he come from and who the hell found this guy?! He had almost a quarter million in Dalmascan currency that said Mr. Guide bites the dust in the very fight skirmish they get into.<br/><br/>He looked at Ari with a questioning look when the food came. He was instantly wary of it, knowing it could have been poisoned before being brought to them. Calling his assassin instinct coming into play for the first time to protect someone. He didn't trust anything that was there actually. Being here just wasn't in his comfort zone.<br/><br/>"Ari, please tell me this ends soon." He said, staring unpleasantly at the assortment of food despite being fairly hungry.