What looks suspicious to her is the footsteps that seem to be following her. Aqua doesn't stop walking or look back. It could just be nothing, just someone who wanted to leave as well, but somehow she doubts it.
She hears him, but doesn't stop until he grabs at her. Blue eyes swing around to stare him down for a moment. He... he doesn't look like a normal mercenary, and his speech is proper and polite. But does that mean she should or could trust him?
Planting her free hand on his wrist, Aqua tries to sweep her leg under his, aiming for the back of a knee. If it brings him down, she's going to bolt for the door.
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She hears him, but doesn't stop until he grabs at her. Blue eyes swing around to stare him down for a moment. He... he doesn't look like a normal mercenary, and his speech is proper and polite. But does that mean she should or could trust him?
Planting her free hand on his wrist, Aqua tries to sweep her leg under his, aiming for the back of a knee. If it brings him down, she's going to bolt for the door.