Honest

"I'm headed home, I don't usually work this late." She swallowed, the words seeming thick in her mouth, dry with fear.
The man seemed to regard her for a moment. And appeared to bring his gaze back to the street-ways without a word. Jessica continued up the stairs, the man wheeled around, arm outstretched, dropping his axe, but Jessica's already flighty feet brought her away from his grip. Confused Jessica didn't flee, but stayed well out of reach.

"Young girls like you ought be righted, thinking they are exempt from the night of the hunt. Beastly ye are, and inspiring beastliness you do." the huntsman spoke with obvious venom. Jessica had heard such accusations before, just not directed at her yet. And some didn't end well for their subjects when uncontested. The huntsman crouched slowly, reaching for his axe.

"Whats ye name lass?"
Jessica's eyes unconsciously flickered up the stairs, in the direction of the moon, with its pure stare.