The man raises an eyebrow at her responce, but doesnt seem too bothered by her apparent hostility, neither too apologetic about it. Instead, he seemed to skip over feelings entirely, as he scans the area again. Slowly he stood, looking up and down the beaten dirt road. And for that time, he looked much sterner and ready to act. One hand even drifted down to where his dagger was kept, to feel that it was still there.

But finally, he turned his attention back to her. His expression softened to match his soft tones he spoke with, "..because, it's dangerous out here. The kingdom is gone. The family is dead."

He looked down and frowned a moment, before finally deciding to fold the jacket and tuck it under his arm, "...I was not able to do much, but I don't want to leave you helpless either. I am at least good enough to guard someone as they travel."

This time, he does not fully kneel, but does bend down a little, offering her his hand, to shake or to hold. "...you can call me Ray...n....Rain."  He tries to only look awkward, but inwardly grimaces at the obviously fake name.