He spun in place and swung his head up, the ball flying into the air and then back into the open pouch at his side.  "Perhaps I should walk you home?  I wouldnt' feel right with you wandering alone back to where you live.  After all, the woods can be quite treacherous."  He stood wondering if he should put a dagger in her back now.<em>She's too beautiful and suspects nothing.  If she goes missing questions will be asked.</em>his professional sense warned.  "Besides I'm sure your father would be grateful to know you had an escort."