He walked towards her and bowed deeply. There were two large daggers strapped to his back in plain sight; the rest of his weaponry was well concealed. However, it didn't do to make oneself a target for thieves. He straightened and gave her a charming smile. "Summer, I presume," he said, his thick, exotic accent making the words lilt. He glanced at her bike, having never seen any such contraption, in curiosity but not fear.