The ears of the male flickered up as he reached for his handcannon. 
[i]What sort of beast of nat- oh... Just a women... A loud one.[/i]

Cassius simply waved back with his left hand before placing his device back in it's holster. He had nothing to say from where he was that she could hear, thus he walked back onto the village path. If she chose to meet him; he'd then converse with her, but aside from that he was not about to deviate from his daily routine. 

Just ahead of him he saw a Ronso headed to the village; which seemed bad for him seeing as most disliked him in terms of his blood. Rather than make his attention known, he followed slowly. As a result he simply pondered why so many people were running about. From what he could tell, either someone important was arriving, or some sort of party; regardless he didn't care enough to make his presence known. 

Upon entering the village, he saw the Ronso heading to his caretaker, he followed closely before crouching down by his hut, holding his weapon in case anything bad were to happy; strangers made him uneasy away from the convenient store. 

Rohzar's gaze met the Ronso as he stood up, his legs crackling from tension; possibly due to some side activity. 
His arms bulged a bit, part of his arms having scratches and cuts of some sort. No ring anywhere on his fingers, so it could be assumed he was unwed, or simply didn't display it so publicly. 

As the Ronso spoke, his eyes averted to Cassius who was watching from the distance. 
"Half blood you mean. Yes, he is under my care, but if you wish to harm him. I'd suggest taking your business else where." Rohzar's eyes somewhat became cold.

With that, Cassius walked out, harms crossed. "I am capable of defending myself." He spoke up.
He than looked at the Ronso with curious eyes. "Why do you wish to see me? Most Ronso are disgusted by how I look, and others look with confession, yet this village was accommodating. All I ask is you don't bring them harm because of my welfare. I had to ban some customers from where I'm from because of it." He somewhat chuckled at the last bit; it was a fond memory, so much so he couldn't help but crack a small smile.