Even as her face some-what brightened, or when her eyes moved to him, he didn't even spare her the sightest glance as he lead her down the pathway, always on the slight edge in case some other demon decided to try their luck against him.
He didn't have to look at her to be able to tell where she was, to be able to see the expression on her face, or the feelings coming off of her.

But, after some time, he did steal one quick glance over at her, looking her up and down as more of an examination, nothing more. 'There's something...different about this girl...VERY different.' He thought, a hand moving up to his lips as he walked, eyes squinting slightly in the sun and in thought.
Why couldn't he put his finger on it? He was usually so good at looking right through people, being able to see every fault in their being. But, she stumped him, every thing about her pushed his mind away from her own. This was definitely new to him.
But, despite the strange new feeling, he tossed those thoughts aside, now focusing on the smoke trails and small sounds from the town.

"I'll buy us rooms at the inn, since I noticed you're rather weak. Plus, I was planning on staying a night there on my way here." He suddenly said, lowering his hand to rest it on the butt of his holstered gun, the chain swinging back and forth from his strides, this causing the medallion to spin in circles, glittering in the light from the sun. "And the foods also on me, alright?" With that he stopped talking, glancing back at her for any type of notice that she heard him. Weather it be vocal, or just a wave of her hand.