Arturia shrugged, waving her arms in a mock surrender. She wore a demure grin, almost giggling as she asserted her innocence. "I'm not sure what that's meant to imply, Mister...since we're not on a first name basis I guess I'll call you Goldilocks. Or Goldie. I assure you, Goldie, that I am in no way harmful to anyone, and if all people were to assume as you do that a beauty is inherently threatening the human race would've died off a long time ago.
"So, y'know...Cut a girl some slack. Lighten up. I'd offer you a drink but I really don't know about all this...." She waved her hand out over the city.