One eyebrow arched quizzically at her actions. Was she afraid or just nervous? Either way, it made him feel a bit more at ease knowing that she wasn't.
"Do I remember you?" he echoed, shifting the blade at his back to a more comfortable position, "I recall seeing you when your teammate attacked me, speaking to you although I don't remember what was said, and a fight that was interrupted. Do I remember you? I can't say that I do."
He pushed himself away from the wall, removed the sword from its confinement and set it aside. There was no need for it if she was going to act like a frightened puppy.
Sparing a glance in her direction, he continued in the same rather bored tone, "You are allowed to sit, you know. I don't bite... unless provoked, of course." With that, he took his own advice and sank down on the edge of the bed, dark eyes fixed on the girl.
While he was good at taking, the giving part had never been his strong point. He wanted to know what she knew, but without having to ask. With the current situation, however, he didn't think there was any way to get what he wanted otherwise.