Liesel took the hand uncertainly, dragging herself to her feet. She didn't quite trust this fellow, and the mysterious voice that followed was unnerving.
"Liesel. Liesel Steinhartz. I look after the graves at night around here. And no, I'm not a de-"
There was something wrong with what the man said - he had made reference to both demons and the church. Those weren't common topics of conversation, much less to a stranger. 
"Who mentioned the church?" Liesel eyed the tall man warily, taking a few steps back. As she did that, she drew her concealed Dagger, the smooth, cold metal resting in her hand, awaiting use.
"You and your invisible friend better explain yourselves, or else I'll yell 'rape'. What do you want with me? Who are you, really? And how do you know about my association with the church?" her voice was low and quiet, but there was a definate threat there. 'Delvin' would have to choose his next words very carefully, or else he might have the Estermere Guard coming after him.