[b][color=f7976a]Jetstream Sam[/color]
[color=8dc73f]Bern, Switzerland[/color][/b]

He was still trying to figure out what that person shot to make the building explode, but it seemed that he was discovered fairly quickly, even with his best efforts to keep hidden. Ah but it was no matter. Stealth never was his forte anyways.

[color=f7976a]"I see. I did not expect to be discovered that easily."[/color] He stepped out leisurely, his left hand on his sword's sheath, just below the sword's guard. [color=f7976a]"I had thought to rescue a damsel in distress, but this... this is not quite what I expected."[/color]

Talking, he walked casually towards the blue-haired girl, bringing him close enough to be able to sweep the blue-haired girl away to safety if need be. He made no attempt to oppose the thing's views on him, nor did he feel the need to. What was he even doing, playing hero again after being separated from Desperado for barely any length of time? But after listening to that thing's declaration of what they were, a wry smile appeared on his face. It would seem that no matter where he went, these sort of people would always be there. He didn't even have to guess what sort of people they were. Following an 'Envisioning One' and operating under 'The Dark Outliners' just reeks of another group wishing to pursue their own agenda with only regards to their own profit.

Letting the girl answer the question on her own, he asked his own question towards that thing, his left hand tightening slightly around the scabbard. [color=f7976a]"I don't suppose you'd simply... let us go?"[/color]

He was looking more towards the girl with the exploding shot, the one who was most likely to simply attack them just because. Was it simply distrust? Or barely controlled bloodlust? It was obvious the one holding the leash was the floating thing.