His teeth grinded together, he didn't partcularly enjoybeing mocked, even though he did admit to himself as well that naming his blades had ben a little odd to her most likely. He wasn't exactly sure if it wasn't odd to him as well either. It just occured to him that they were worthy of his respect, often enough, they had been the sole thing standing in between hm and certain, gruesome death. As much better conversation partners actual people were, he owed his blades a lot more than anyone on the face of the earth right now. The ones he might once have owed a great deal either dead or worse. he wasnt getting that good of a vibe from this woman, judging from her appearance and equipment she might be more trouble than she was worth, she looked alright, but that was hardly a genuine concern right now. Nowadays everything was either useful, worth protecting, or dead weight. He was still making up his mind which of these categories the woman fitted in, but obviously it wasn't the last one for the time being. 

A sigh escaped from his lips, her puttigdown her bag seemed put put his mind at ease a little, but hardly diminished his vigilance or distrustfulness. He doubted that she'd have been stupid enough to have given away the location of one of her allies if they truly had been lying in wait to ambush him, and he still thought he'd be a difficult target as long as he was on top of the roof anyway. [i]"I'm heading over." [/i] He called out, notbothering to wait for a reply or her permission. Readying himself, he sprinted towards the edge of the roof and leapt over it, his arms spread apart to gain the maximum amount of airtime before he managed to catch on to the ridge. As he swung himself on top of the roof, he was able to examine the woman closer, now on the same roof as hers. His sword was still out, ready for any unpleasant suprises that might still be in store for him. 

[i]"You've got many supplies?"[/i] He nodded briefly towards the bag she had just put on the ground as he made a half circle around her, keeping his distance before he'd be able to peer over te edge of the roof to whoever was down there as well. [i]"Show yourself."[/i] His voice called out in a demanding tone, searchign the surroundings for the origin of the voice Holly had been talking to. Surprises nowadays were bad, he didn't care of they saw him as a rude, violent person, as long as he was certain he was safe.