She was completely surprised that he was just going to let her go. All accounts she had ever heard said that anyone who crossed paths with a horseman died. They were a ruthless cruel lot. She was ok with how things t urned out however. She would rather live. She took a step back away from him. Her eyes glancingaround at the floor to find her spear just in case he was just toying with her, or changed his mind.<br/><br/>She knew what he said was true. She would have to leave her sanctuary and try to find a new one. That meant a long track through the waste, trying to avoid and dodge battles as she went. It was not something she looked forward to,  but it had to be done. She stared back at him when he looked into her eyes. She was still shaken by his presence, but curiosity was getting the better of her. What would a horsemen want with an angel. As far as she knew they just rode around killing whatever they say.<br/><br/>" what do you want with the angel?" She asked, and might have been testing her luck.