[Salone]

Lev retrained his gun on the possible assailant. With his free hand he pushed the girl closer towards the building, forcing the mystery person to expose himself even further if he was looking for her.

"You have business? Not tell me you are looking for employ. We fight already, over job."

Lev gave a disconcerting look towards the man's handgun, writing off the dagger he held for the possible ranged threat. The situation was quickly getting awkward, and having competition was doing nothing for Lev's hunger. Especially if this prospect was a more agile gun for hire.

"You put gun away. No need unless you use it now. That not your intention, I think. We have need of cool off, yes?"