[Shun'ya pauses at the train's exit, adjusting the strap of his (stolen) backpack that he has slung over one shoulder, stuffed full of necessities he looted from the nearby luggage. When he turns to her, the pistol and the tanto attached to his belt were readily apparent, and across his chest was a holster that contained peculiar tubes. This was a man clearly prepared to forge out into dangerous parts unknown.
But his expression was warm and reassuring, though his eyes... well, not quite, but they're not unfriendly, at least. They're just very sharp. Assessing.]
Kind of you to ask, miss, but I can take care of myself.
[He pauses, giving her a slow, considering once over. He didn't see any weapons or summoning tubes that she wore openly, but...]
I
But his expression was warm and reassuring, though his eyes... well, not quite, but they're not unfriendly, at least. They're just very sharp. Assessing.]
Kind of you to ask, miss, but I can take care of myself.
[He pauses, giving her a slow, considering once over. He didn't see any weapons or summoning tubes that she wore openly, but...]
How about you? Civilian? Or nah?