She had tried to shrink away when the bloody hand grabbed hers, but was drawn into an enthusiastic shake. "It would seem so," she agreed once her arm was returned to her, rubbing her shoulder and flexing her hand to make sure everything was still where it was supposed to be. While he got his bearings, she did her best to slick the rest of the goo from the sewer system from her limbs.<br/><br/>She was a little withdrawn now, watching him from the corner of her eyes. A Dragoon, eh? She'd heard the tales, most of them cautionary as the so called 'wars' had been over for nearly as long as the human's home planet. He certainly lived up to the stories, at least in looks. The way he fought was terrifying, vicious even. But he wasn't quite the picture of the myth, which Hikari could only explain by a myth's tendency to grow and become even more amazing. He seemed fairly civilized, anyway.<br/><br/>"You have any idea what's above your head, Null?" she asked, pointing up as she moved to catch up with him. His strides were so much longer than hers, she would have to jog to keep up with his walking.<br/><br/>(Crap post is crap... -angstangst-)