The assassin stared at her carefully for a moment but after seeing she wasn't intent on cutting him down, he got up to his feet before rushing out as fast as he could, leaving her be there. The contact information he forwarded to her quickly contained a name 'Mr. J' with a comm-code to call the fellow, by the looks of the markings it was an 'audio-only' line. Possibly a disposable comm of some sort.<br/><br/>The orc man brushed some dirt off of him but sighed with relief, smiling to her in a somewhat calmer fashion. "A-Alright, I'm a tad shaken up but I will be alright. Nothing that a good shotglass of liquor wont cure." He let out a short laugh. Even if he looked used to some combat, being targeted directly seemed to have rattled him somewhat.