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Rounding the corner, Ahnciel hesitated on one foot, not entirely certain what they'd find but still surprised on some level to have seen the girl still there. Curiously, the paladin expected the figure to have ran off with the hope of getting a chase which the bemused knight would hardly be tempted to follow.
Having read enough mystery novellas, Ahnci was acutely aware of the repercussions involving the adherence to tropes and was loathe to be made a fool of so simply by someone they scantly knew how to refer to. In all likelihood, the world did not function with such predictability, and it was for this reason that Sir Ahnciel was taken slightly aback by the choice of seat the girl took.

[color=8882be]"Iz interestink vehn interest iz placed..."[/color] Ahnciel stated as a matter of fact before following up once the girl finished her comments about offences, [color=8882be]"...Paerdon, Iz difficult to tell vaht to expect in zeis town."[/color] Their eyes flick from the girl's to the destination of their gaze, and, in response, he turns the opposite hip to face her with a half-pace of their right leg forward. While it was not meant to infer an attempt at intimidation, the awareness behind the gesture had been intended to imply an awareness on the knight's part.
They were not a fan of curious eyes.

Ahnciel felt no reason to explain themselves to the extent of answering questions, since being watched in such a manner meant there was something...[i]wanted[/i]...from this very engagement. While the knight had his own agenda for the day, at the moment, he was merely entertaining a curious passerby. [color=gray]Truly a marvel, yes? To behold mirror-steel many around this town presumably would hope to steal and mash down into crude bars or coins. [/color]

At the moment, paranoia ran rampant in Kaitra's mind and she played it off with a stellar performance.
[color=8882be]"Heh, I suppose you caught me. Yes, eit iz my first day in town ehn eit vould seem I already have...a fan?"[/color] Ahnciel's smooth lips curving to an intrigued smirk while making no other effort to even entertain the idea of hostility. Such as that notion would adversely convey, their hand remained perched on the pommel of their rapier.
Weapons were a tool that should only be brandished if they were intended to be used, though the idea of a tool can cut deep into the imagination of those anticipating its use. While Ahnciel had no intention of drawing their weapon on an unthreatening and seemingly unarmed opponent, the stranger had already wounded themselves with such assumptions. For this, the knight sympathized for them; the town must truly be a hostile hovel if simply seeing a weapon could cause such concern to be verbalized.

[color=8882be]"Ehn...vaht incident~?"[/color] Ahnciel coyly chirped, tilting a head to the side as their mouth's expression faded back to neutrality from its previously warming section of a smile. Judging from how smoothly blood ran from the fresh corpse Kaite fought to blink the images out of their mind in reference to, the event had transpired shortly before they exited the room. How could someone on the other side of the street have known of such an 'incident'? Also...how could they have known Ahnciel was even there to see the aftermath?
It was a curious question to ask the wrong person, as anyone else would have ignored what piqued the Isparian Guard-Captain's interest. [color=8882be]"If I may...vaht iz your name?"[/color] Ahnci asked, the smile softly returning as they took a step closer.
[color=8882be]"I vould not suppose zee verd 'agartha' means anyszink to you, ah?"[/color] If it had to be an investigation, then Ahnciel hardly cared if word got out that they were looking into the mine. Maybe it was misplaced arrogance or the hope there was inconsistencies, but the way the girl talked asserted a hunch that they [i]were[/i] from around here and were likely in the know if they were already proven to be so perceptive.