"I didn't barge into your camp, and I'll do what I need to do if it means avoiding getting captured by people whose first reaction to an unknown person tend to be 'fight and kill.'"
As he stood and somewhat reluctantly lowered his hood to reveal messy brown hair, she and Ed found it difficult to shake a nagging dread about him.
He didn't answer, avoiding their eyes.
When she looked at him, he immediately jumped, then cursed softly. He wore a dark cloak with a hood pulled well over his head, like he was trying to hide. His bright blue eyes made contact with hers from beneath it.