the man with the mustache was still standing there . how could she actually even be considering what he was saying ! but more importantly , she did n't want to see him with another woman like she had the last time . i tipped my head to the side as my nonverbal `` yes . '' `` i think we should both catch a ride home . but there 'd been no more attacks . before you , '' he added , eyebrow raised . the knife disappeared into a pouch on his hip and he stood up . 