beneath the blindfold , his brow furrowed , unsure just what to think of the stranger ; the muffled voice , the occasional shift of fabric around the head , and the batons , it all led him to believe he was in the presence of another masjed vigilante . or someone new to it at least , with how he acted .
' that would depend on the help that you require , and for how long . if lives are in danger , i won't hesitate to leave . '