[Honor]

William had known of her approach before she had reached him, and had known that her steps had been frantic, but he had simply assumed she was in a hurry to see him. He frowned at his own negligence. "Artemis." He murmured in a quite greeting, though his mind wasn't all that focus on her, but it was trained on the men who threatened her.

He half-turned, now standing in a protective stance. He gave her shoulder a quick squeeze, before releasing her and quietly saying, "Get in the nearest building. Don't worry, I can handle myself in a fight rather well." He smiled, though their was no happiness to it. He was examining his enemies. They would be nothing compared to his skill, though the gun could prove a problem if he wasn't careful.

Glancing back at Artemis he diecided it would be better to solve this without violence if he could, so instead of walking over and beating them to a pulp he said in dangerous sounding voice, "You picked the wrong girl to try this with. Leave. Before you get yourself hurt." He stared at them with a hard gaze, watching for their reactions.