As the approaching woman place her hand on the hilt of her weapon he grew the slightest bit more uncomfortable. He decided against doing the same since he still didn’t feel any killing intent. She meant no harm. His low rumbling voice broke the silence that hung in the air. “A fine night for a walk, right miss?” He smiled when he said that. Hoping he could cheer her up a bit after seeing the look on her face.
Diana snapped from her trance, blinking absent-mindedly for a moment. “Could be better. Prefer cloudy nights these days. It has a certain charm about it.” She smiled, shifting the pack she had slung on her shoulder a little bit. “At least not a Shuriman night. Deserts. You know how that goes, I suppose.”
He smiled himself when he saw her smile "I am familiar with those yes, assuming Shurima is the same old wasteland still. May I ask where you are heading miss ...? He trailed of a bit with the last part, remembering that he does't know her name yet.

















