“And you do not look like a warrior,” he returned, “but situations have a way of bringing out the seldom-seen sides of people.” He motioned toward the daggers hanging from his belts. “Fighting’s clearly my strong suit, but there’s more to me than that.” It seemed clear-cut enough to him, though he knew the woman would remain skeptical. A wise move, certainly, but Dresden only had so much patience.
The husky took another step back, lifting a hand in a peacekeeping gesture. “If you truly believe me to be here to bring you harm, say the word and I’ll be out of your hair. I’m not looking for a fight today.” Easy to say and a lot harder to prove. If the situation continued on it’s current path, Dresden was tempted to simply leave anyway. As curious as he was about what may have been going on in this region, it wasn’t worth starting a fight over, even if he did have the clear advantage. There would be other opportunities to learn.