Saïx, on the contrary, managed to weave through crowd as if he could read the patterns of the moving people - which for all anyone knew, he might well be able to. Although it was more his intent to merely pass on by, he couldn't help but notice the most recent arrival.

Or more accurately, couldn't help but notice the spear she carried so openly - pausing momentarily in his travels to look the weapon over, although he made no attempt to start a conversation.