Moonspear From time to time

The stranger turned and mirrored Dash's stance. He moved forward in a fluid, but slow motion, pausing only long enough to let the male speak. Good. No one would care when Dash killed him for the wrong he had done here. Not that it would have stopped Dash anyways. The male had trespassed, and would be punished.

His eyes conveyed the mistrust of what the other said, narrowing. How could be innocent when he was clearly trespassing, and so calmly, too? Dash said nothing, instead only remaining stationary as he waited for the other male to continue. He wasn't sure what kept him in place, but it was the only opportunity the other would have to save himself.