Well, that wasn't very civil, he's not even spoken one word and she was already bolting away like a little lamb from a wolf. Well, he sees how she's going to play it, actually, he knew she was going to high tail it in the first place—all pun intended. He was right behind her as she ran, though he stayed on the ground, he looked up at her as his shoes squeaked from the flexing.<br/><br/>“Well, that's not very nice.” He said, not raising her voice, he knew she could hear him. “You must not be one for pleasantries; no matter.” He still ran as fast as her as he bent his body forward and wrapped an arm around his waist. “My name is Yaroslav Jeovonni.” Jaroslav said, he pronounced them both with a 'ya' like accent. “You are wanted for murder, vandalizing, and robbery of a important jewel popping company, no,<em>Krásny</em>?” He stated more than asked, all this running was going to ruin his nice shoes, though he'd let her fatigue form play as it may.