[Well, being threatened with prison time isn't what Xingchen would call a good time, but it could be worse, probably. Luckily, the other guard seems to be a little more reasonable. Xingchen reaches out further and grabs onto the first guard's - Ranulph's, apparently - arm placatingly.]
No, no, it really isn't. I'm just lost. My sense of direction is dreadful.
[His grip tightens on the guard, giving him this opportunity to, hopefully, keep him from acting out, as well as giving Xingchen a sense of how big this man is, as well as where he is in relation to the rest of the guard's body. Just in case.
But then he hears another voice calling out and Xingchen doesn't recognize it, but judging by the situation, she must be one of their group and, thus, on his side. The guard, still gripped by Xingchen, tries to shake him off, but he holds fast. It gives him some time to figure out how to respond to the woman.]
Really, sir, there's no reason to get so upset. But you know how it is. My feet have a mind of their own. We must have gotten separated and then I guessed the wrong way to try and find you again.
[Is that a good enough cover story? The "good" guard seems to think so.]
See? We only need to direct them back upstairs, not jump to conclusions -
[But Ranulph has had enough and finally manages to shove Xingchen off. The forces causes him to stumble and he has to brace himself against the wall again, but the cloth in which his sword at his back is wrapped comes loose, revealing the hilt, Ranulph immediately feels vindicated.]
He has a sword!
[Well. Cover story blown, regardless of acting. Hopefully Ranulph and his partner don't have swords.
Xingchen imagines they do.
So, without giving them any more time to prepare themselves, Xingchen rushes forward, hoping his guestimation about Ranulph's size is relatively right, and aims to elbow him in the stomach. He has no idea if this woman who has found him can fight, so he keeps his ears open for the other guard's location, as well.]
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No, no, it really isn't. I'm just lost. My sense of direction is dreadful.
[His grip tightens on the guard, giving him this opportunity to, hopefully, keep him from acting out, as well as giving Xingchen a sense of how big this man is, as well as where he is in relation to the rest of the guard's body. Just in case.
But then he hears another voice calling out and Xingchen doesn't recognize it, but judging by the situation, she must be one of their group and, thus, on his side. The guard, still gripped by Xingchen, tries to shake him off, but he holds fast. It gives him some time to figure out how to respond to the woman.]
Really, sir, there's no reason to get so upset. But you know how it is. My feet have a mind of their own. We must have gotten separated and then I guessed the wrong way to try and find you again.
[Is that a good enough cover story? The "good" guard seems to think so.]
See? We only need to direct them back upstairs, not jump to conclusions -
[But Ranulph has had enough and finally manages to shove Xingchen off. The forces causes him to stumble and he has to brace himself against the wall again, but the cloth in which his sword at his back is wrapped comes loose, revealing the hilt, Ranulph immediately feels vindicated.]
He has a sword!
[Well. Cover story blown, regardless of acting. Hopefully Ranulph and his partner don't have swords.
Xingchen imagines they do.
So, without giving them any more time to prepare themselves, Xingchen rushes forward, hoping his guestimation about Ranulph's size is relatively right, and aims to elbow him in the stomach. He has no idea if this woman who has found him can fight, so he keeps his ears open for the other guard's location, as well.]