He snorted with amusement when she remarked about his clothes. His robe was shapeless and concealed his body beneath several layers of thick fabric, whereas what he wore at the moment was far more revealing of his slender figure. The only thing he really had a problem with was the deep v-neck of the shirt, which he had taken time to sew up before he embarked on his little journey to the Kirkwall docks and back…though he was starting to doubt that ‘back’ part when Sarah spoke after a moment of silence.
His fingers curled around the strap of the satchel. “And what was your intention?”
And this is why she avoided looking at him for too long. Really, from a distance, a safe distance, he was all right for her to follow. But really, maybe she should have got something a tad .. bigger. Why did her mind wonder back to this topic, again? Sarah pushed it aside, once more and refocused on what was taking place.
They were sneaking around and heading to the docks.
Simple as that.
Well, not so simple. If Templars, if anyone caught them, they were done for.
Now that her attention was drawn back to their surroundings, Sarah tried to relax her body, for she was tense, especially since now she was exposed to the light. “Well, I wanted to actually show you something. I know you have no idea of who I am, rather .. what I am. So I thought that maybe I can lead you outside of these walls of the city and .. ” Sarah bit her lip in thought and uncomfortably started to rub her own ear, “..well the plan, as you can obviously see did not go well. But, here I am. This can be just as exciting - oh and I do promise you that I won’t speak of this to a single soul.”