Enyo grinned in a manner that was actually not predatory, and it was so unusual an expression on her face in the presence of strangers that would be unsettling for any that would have recognized her. Thankfully, she was masked. “So you did. And I am. This should work out perfectly, then.” Her eyes focused on their target.
“Do you want to pace ahead of me then, that way it looks like you are discreetly asking for help from a good samaritan if anyone gets suspicious?” It was so hard for her to utter that phrase without snorting in amusement. There was nothing samaritan like about her. At all.