While a leather-clad teenager with adorable cat ears didn't do much to scare sense into the guy, a heavily armed and armored giant seemed to do the trick. The looter froze in the face of this intimidating newcomer, knife dangling uselessly in front of him, and by his expression it looked like his life had just flashed before his eyes. Given the chance to flee, he dropped the knife and abandoned his stolen goods without a word, disappearing into the moving crowd as quickly as possible.

"Wow." Yes, Chair Noir is certainly an eloquent one. Green cat's eyes followed the looter as he took off before giving the new Legionnaire before him a once-over. "Well, thanks for the help. That's a pretty, uh...classy getup."

More like classic. As in something out of one of his French Classics textbooks. But he had to admit, it was pretty cool to get saved by an actual knight. Even if he totally had the situation under control and definitely hadn't actually needed saving.