Fey watched in a state of relief and horror, a strange mixture of two conflicting emotions as she pressed herself up against the cold brick wall as the stranger dispersed then men. The ease and almost delight she glimpsed on his features as he tossed the large men around like dolls sent cold waves trickling over her skin. The groans of pain died away as the men scarpered as the men ran and limped away from them. Then he turned his attention fully on her and once again Few found herself on the backfoot as his voice was soft and calm and the face which had held a manic grin previously was now sweet, almost a purr.

"Hello Miss I am sorry about that but they seemed to be bothering you"

Fey didn’t know what to say and she didn’t know if her tongue would form the correct words, she was completely thrown. If truth be told she was considering just bolting down the rest of the alley and back home where things made sense again. If nothing else she was pragmatic and this man had just saved her life. Giving him a quick smile in return she willed herself off the wall and took a step towards him, hating how her knees were still knocking a little. 

“You could say that. Thanks for your help there. My name is Fey and what can I call you, apart from knight in shining armour.” She giggled nervously.