He wouldn't have caught your eye at first. Ariadne had made him anachronistic for the setting though, so while not as garishly colored as you'd think he still didn't quite fit in.
So silly. Being afraid of a clown.
Her fingers tightened into little fists at her sides, and Ariadne forced herself to watch his slow approach.
"... I was a little girl. You had no right to take me. To do anything to me. I am not afraid of you, not now. You don't get a hold on my life." Her voice shook as she said those words.
The projections turned away, but the Shade stalked closer. Cobb had to kill Mal (well, she helped,) but Ariadne was completely unarmed.