Smiling and being gentle. She had to do that in order to try and get him to calm down. She didn't approach anymore, seating herself to show that she wouldn't move towards him anymore. He really was spooked about something, wasn't he? Maybe... Maybe he was like her.

Her stomach flipped at the thought, at the insinuation, but she had to know for certain. She wasn't going to leave until then, and even if it was probably beyond her jurisdiction she wanted to help.

"Somewhere safe, huh... Are you running from something, sir? I didn't mean to frighten you, and I'm sorry if I did -- I'm not going to attack you, I promise."