As a brook swollen with recent rain, a stream of emotion bubbled up between Eric and D'Shannon, and Eva was more than glad to observe the subtle interaction, how their gazes met, the pause and guarded tone of the settler, and the cautious expecting approach of the ex-raider. 'As if he was scouting a scene of crime, where the villain may still linger, dagger poised to strike - and her, with the trepidation and cautious optimism of a timid maiden, though rough and jaded she may be.'
Luckily, Westerners usually expected guarded expressions from Asians, otherwise her absent-minded smile may have come across as vacant, juvenile, all sorts of wrong.
"I dare say, you will get along nicely. And, while I am so daring and brazen: why not just track the bandits, and alert the Arcology to the location of their lair? Gunships blazing, they will swoop in; that might be better, albeit less satysfying than playing Robin Hood and picking them off one by one."