Urik couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smirk slightly at the girl's boldness, although his thick mustache hid most of it. He expected her to cower or panic, but she was being surprisingly cooperative. She must only be able to detect him, but not his weapons, he assumed. 

At her answer, he silently stared at her. Her question however catches him off guard, causing him to tense up slightly before relaxing a bit, lowering his guard a tad. Raising a single eyebrow in amusement, he steps forward, approaching the girl with silent footsteps. He stares at her coldly, knife still brandished, and squats down on the floor to be at eye-level with her. 

[color=8882be]"You're either brave, or incredibly stupid. I'm askin' the questions here. Understand?"[/color] He whispers, leaning his face close to hers. [color=8882be]"Now, do you know anyone related to the Harvestmen?"[/color]