He raised an eyebrow as she ignored him, but didn't respond to the slight, though her attitude was fast wearing thin.<br/><br/>As his horse suddenly reacted, he fought back for control, before dismounting and placing a calming hand on its neck, as he cast about for the predator it had scented. Horses were remarkably sensible about predators that way, and if it thought it had smelt one, there was one nearby. He took the horse's reigns and tied it to the maid's saddle, before drawing his sword and revolver and moving in front of his charge. "I would suggest you approach now, before I come to you. It will be far less painful than the other option at least."