The young woman, as you could now see her that she had stepped from the shadows, wore plain clothing, well made and comfortable looking, fit for travelling. In her hand was clutched a small knife. "Please, let me tend to your wounds." she called softly. Her voice was most pleasent to hear, matching her features. "I know a little of the channeling of chi to heal wounds."<br/><br/>She glanced at the oncoming lights, bobbing still closer. "Should we not talk to the guards? If they find only bodies, they will look for more. If we tell them we were set upon by robbers, it is nothing less than the truth, is it not? Oh, and my name is Shu Qiuyie, and I owe you thanks for saving me, and for offering to escort me home. That is more than kind of you."<br/><br/>The smile upon her face made it light up radiantly, but for some reason there was a twinkle in her eye, as if she found something privately amusing.