A light wind began to pick up, carrying the staining scent of blood under his nose. He'd allowed himself to settle down the radiating pressure, subsiding it into hiding once more.<br/><br/><em>She seemed intimidated, yet grateful toward me, at the same time. Wait, maybe she thinks that I am another assassin. Maybe she's thinking that I was hired on the same job that they were,</em>Leon thought, but then he shook his head, he wouldn't jump straight to conclusions. He hadn't even really started to show his skills yet, so surely she didn't think him to be supremely skilled in any way.<br/><br/>Leon smiled, suprised by the sudden thanks that she had given him. He eyed her, she didn't really seem to be hostile, but her escort was a bit on edge. Despite the easy targets she left, there was an air of trust around her, he saw three different outcomes, but decided that there was really no reason to attack her, she'd done nothing to provoke him.<br/><br/>He kept his blade sheathed and allowed his demeanor to change slightly, shifting his body to a more relaxing form. "Well, I don't really know why you're thanking me, but you are most welcome," he offered. He gazed into her eyes, awestruck by her beauty. The fact that she'd daringly walked up to someone who had just cut down multiple men was suprising enough, let alone show such kindness and gratitude toward a lowly mercenary.<br/><br/>He broke his thought process, knowing that there was no way he could have a chance with someone like her. Besides, everything almost seemed to perfect, it was a little unsettling. He had to act casual and get out of there before her guard got too good of a look at him and reported him. "Hey, do you happen to know anything about that Inn over there?" he asked, hoping that she wasn't as suspicious as she was increasingly seeming.