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The male's eyebrows furrowed lightly as she looked at him. He could feel her unease, and lightly turned, leaping from the uneven roof of the wagon. He would land beside the stopped wagon, silently turning to face her. "I enjoy the night. It's easier to do my work in." He then looked at his arm bitterly, and shrugged. "But, I have no work right now, and so I decided to take a stroll in the night." He explained. "In the day, I can still do my work. My ability of adaptation allows me to hide..these." He gestured with his human arm to his dark limbs.

He had no motive for giving her directions. The Mutant hoped that the woman before him understanded as such.