[The closest person just so happens to be a chinese woman dressed head to toe in third century armour -- her large, distressed eyes widen in surprise.]
What? Unhand me!
[She breaks his hold on her and falls back into a defensive stance. Her own confusion is readily apparent, but that does not stop her from scrutinising him, as if he might be another clue in the puzzle.]
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What? Unhand me!
[She breaks his hold on her and falls back into a defensive stance. Her own confusion is readily apparent, but that does not stop her from scrutinising him, as if he might be another clue in the puzzle.]