This was precisely the reaction he was hoping to elicit. He looked quite pleased with himself, too, a satisfied little smirk tugging at his mouth as she clapped. It wasn't often he actually inspired applause. There had only been one person to offer that, though it hurt to think about her now. So much death and destruction. Here, perhaps, he could do good that wasn't instantly and utterly squandered. At least insofar as he could offer brief moments of amusement. There was no stopping a world at war, and this one felt similar to Krat in too many ways.

Bowing at her compliment, he straightened to gaze at the young woman with a curious look. After a brief pause, his eyebrows rose, and his eyes dipped down to take in her appearance, as though saying, Did you really need my help? She looked quite capable, and her standing here clearly seemed to support the idea. Still, he was teasing a bit, his lips tugging in a smirk.

Where's your weapon? he signed. If she didn't appear to understand that language, he then gestured at his rapier, then at her.