Ash just nodded and listening, having sort of a... Calm expression about him. He started to play a smooth, soft tune, the notes and chords flowing seamlessly one by one. It was one of the songs he knew how to play the best, it was one of his favorites. After she was finished explaining herself Ash took a shallow breath and gently shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I don't blame ya... Illegal car racer, escaped to the carnival. Tattoo, leather jacket, carrying a switchblade and a desert eagle... Although the last two are less obvious. Oh, and I ride a motorcycle." He looked down at himself, knowing real well how people could take him. "I could see why you think that guys are the world's problems... And sometimes, they are. I won't lie, some men are awful people. But... They are good ones too. Not as many, but they're out there. Trust me. Might not be me, or any guy in a five mild radius of this place, but I'm sure you can find him."