[Dawn]

Noelle sends a glare at Lucien, "Excuse me, I wasn't needing saving you know. I think I can fight my own battles." she looks down at the paper the stranger had placed in her hand and daintily, not wanting to tear the already fragile paper, unfolds it. He must be a mercenary or something. She noted to herself, reading the paper before folding it back and waiting for the stranger to finish picking up his knives to hand the paper back.