The wind wasn't calm at all.<br/><br/>He wasn't a avid wind user and often never resorted to it purposely since in largely populated areas it was useless, yet in places like this, he kind of wished he'd been more proficient in it. Disturbances in the wind often meant people. Actually, scratch often. It was almost always a person. Wind always flowed. Animals were naturally attuned to the wind. It was as though they were born to flow with it. Yet people, humans especially, were clumsy in both nature and attitude. Of course, Limbraiks were no exception to this and even Rook himself tended to disturb the natural flow of the wind at times. One often needed to be master to walk through and sense the wind perfectly and sadly, Rook was hardly a master.<br/><br/>Rook's eyes glanced around the room as he followed the female upstairs. He couldn't spot anything in particular that seemed out of order but he definitely knew that something was. Someone else was moving. Who or where, he couldn't really tell, but he suspected it was behind him as he followed the woman to his quarters as the disturbance continued even as they left the grand hall. He glanced behind him a couple of times at different moments in hopes of locating the disturbance but found on both times not a single trace of his stalker.<br/><br/>Well, it was fine either way.<br/><br/>He'd found out who it was in all due time.<br/><br/>That aside though, his growing dislike the woman continued to grow as his instincts warned him of her intent. At first he'd figured her to merely giving him the cold shoulder, but thinking back on the look she'd given him before, two things were evident. One, she didn't like him. And two, she didn't trust him. Of which part she didn't trust he wasn't sure of, but she was apparently at least willing to at least give him a room. Course, he thought about stabbing her as he followed her from behind but again, his instincts told him it was a fight he didn't want. He trusted his instincts a lot while on the job and had quickly learned he had to since they often knew better than he did. As to why, he didn't know. All he knew was that they just did.<br/><br/>When they'd arrived in his room, he gave the woman a small smirk in reply to her both her words and her smile before asking her,<strong>“Is there someone else you're entertaining this evening?”</strong>His smirk grew into a rather innocent smile as he tilted his head all to carefully to the side as to emphasize his genuine nature.<br/><br/><strong>“It seems rather odd that a beautiful lady like yourself is up this time of night so I merely wondered.”</strong>Rook said in the same virtuous tone as before. Now would she lie? Or would she tell the truth? She couldn't have known why he was there in the first place or at least not for the main reason. Course, like he said before, he was sure she suspected something. Yet as to what that something was, well he wanted to keep her guessing.