Firefly Ravine You would not believe your eyes

Good lord. A stubborn one. It was just like dealing with a young Niamh- headstrong and perhaps a bit sassy too. But at least he'd had practice dealing with this kind of creature before- two of them, technically, as Ambrose hadn't been easy to handle either. He breathed a small sigh of relief as the girl stepped a bit away from the edge, but she didn't want to go anywhere near him. Seeing this, he moved slowly to the side, allowing her to move further away from the cliff's edge is she wanted to, so that eventually, he could take her place and put himself between her and the drop. 

He shrugged at her comment. "I told you; I'm Bruges. But you're right, you know- you have to be smart around strangers." He said. "I bet your parents taught you that, eh?" He asked.