"A demon, eh?" The gentleman's smirk not even flickering, "I would offer you a dress but unfortunately I cannot, all I have is a bag of pounds and no exchange office will be open this late.  However if we find a safe place to hide for the evening I'm sure we can have that problem fixed by morning."<br/>His observational leer at her had ceased and his dark green eyes had settled on her own locked in a gaze to figure out what she was.<br/>"Well accommodations need to be made, otherwise I fear you may not get a good night's rest.  As a gentleman I certainly cannot leave you be as that would be haphazard and foolish," His voice was deathly serious as he took a stance, "Besides this day and age you would most certainly be beset by brigands of the lowest order.  If you follow me I will find us a place to stay for the night."<br/>He turned and held out his arm, as a perfect gentleman from now, or 300 hundred years ago should.