A well-trimmed eyebrow shot up. Was this human actually beginning to shout at him? She certainly was. Wasn't that an interesting turn of events? And so pointedly harsh with her words. Really, was that necessary? But Crowne was beginning to sense that there was something else fueling her rage. Something more than his sneaky ways was irritating the red-head. Her long rant of accusation was an over-reaction to his previous and current actions. She hadn't seemed so disagreeable in their last encounter. What, then, had changed since then?
"Boyfriend now, is it?" Crowne couldn't help himself but comment but it was like she didn't even hear him as she continued. She even went so far as to finally step out and charge at him. He blinked several times, staring down at the young woman with something that perhaps could be seen as admiration. It wasn't that he was startled or surprised by the suddenness of her movement. No, just momentarily stunned. Yes, that was what he was going to go with. Was it bravery or stupidity that compelled her to come out into the dark where a near-stranger stood waiting?
"Carrier pigeons aren't as useful as one would assume. Plus, there's the nasty upkeep. No, no, I'd rather answer questions all day before I'd even think of using a bird." He waved his hand in the air, fingers flying away the thought, while the other decided to seek refuge in his pants pocket, tucking the card between his fingers. For now. He would have to appease the girl first before trying to hand her the card again.
But she had so many questions. None easy to answer. There was the still the complication of the girl's innocence to deal with. Exposing the unsuspicious to the things of the dark was punishable by law and the law of New Hope was not something Crowne wanted to tangle with. There was an honest and good cause to be protected. Unless it was otherwise necessary, there was one secret he had to keep from her. Thankfully, she would have no idea. Unless she had a sneaky sixth sense.
"Fine then, if it's answers you want, I'll try to give them to you as much as I can." He sighed, head tilting. "What's going on is a ... delicate," and Crowne couldn't put more emphasis on that word. "-family matter. Our two friends have been away for quite some time and have been very much missed. My purpose was to find them and see that they would be taken care of. The ones who sent me don't want to force Royce or Rosemary into returning if they don't wish to." More or less. He wasn't going to play babysitter for very long. "It's a ridiculous rule, I do agree, but I'm only the messenger. I've been looking for them for several years. I suspect that if it weren't for you, it would have probably been several more before I would find them."
He paused, another sigh escaping him. "And you shouldn't trust me but not for the reasons that Royce has told you." That hardly would help the situation but it had to be said. He didn't want to lie to the girl.