[b][u][i]Alex Winterborn[/i][/u][/b]

Well...That didn't go quite as well as he hoped. As soon as she unsheathed her knife and made her threat, Alex raised both his hands up to his shoulders, palms open, as a sign of non-hostility. He had his family sword for the occasion that he needed to be violent, and if she ever decided to engage him in combat, he would act accordingly. However, needless violence is unbecoming and dishonorable for a knight. He loosened up when she asked him what he wanted from her, and immediately extended her hand.

"[color=ed1c24][b]I need only your consent, and your focus. I swear on my honor, nothing bad will happen to you. Just need you to take my hand, and focus on your palm as it connects with mine.[/b][/color]" He responded with a smile, ...oddly enough a smile that he's had even despite the threat, unphased even after seeing the knife. But it was strange: It wasn't a smirk of confidence or pride, it simply seemed...a soft smile.

[@KatherinWinter]