[Xun]

Xun's hands went to the hem of his hood to let him reveal himself, but he appeared to be holding back and just let his hands go to his side. Merely, he shook his head. Why he was being this defensive, especially to his own enemy, he would never understand. Cithien wasn't getting her weapon out, but once she would see him, there would definitely be strife to be had. After all, no one was there to stop them, right?

Then again, was there something stopping her from attacking him other than what recently went on between their kinds? It was difficult to contemplate on the situation-- he thought better when under stress rather than being in such a peaceful environment. Already, he felt helpless since he couldn't think up of a good enough excuse to stay there and actually speak up. Instead, he slowly turned around speaking softly. "I'll... just... leave..."

If she found this as an offense, this would give him more than a good enough time to think up of a defensive against her once she decides to go after him and attack once she found out who he was. Already, his mind was swirling with thoughts and ideas of what to do once she strikes him....