"She's a grabby one." the male replied, tugging at the ribbon some more, before the snake finally let go.

"Here." he said, handing it towards her.

"I'm Illias." he told her.

"And....... yeah." he mumbled. "I know." he said.

"I........ kinda stick out." he told her.

"Listen." he said, making a shushing motion with his finger.

When Rylie stopped and listened, she could hear a lot of angry people in the distance. A mob.

"You might want to make yourself scarce before you get dragged into this." he suggested.

Helena flicked her tongue out some when her 'snoot was booped', before shaking her head some, and looking at Rylie curiously, flicking her tongue out again.

Which was when the other serpents on his head started to become more active.

Illias was silent for a moment, before sighing.

"Yeah, she can be adorable." he agreed.

"And yes, I DO need a place to hide." he admitted.

"Also... I... am?" he asked. "You're willing to do that?"

Illias had followed her, seeing no reason not to trust her.

It was either her or the mob. He'd rather take his chances with her, at the very least.

He then caught the helmet, and looked up towards the top of his head.

"All right, you lot." he said to the snakes.

"Lay down. Helmet inbound." he told them.

The serpents all then seemed to lay flat, as he put the helmet over his head.

"Just fits." he commented, getting closer towards her and the bike.

Illias climbed onto the bike, and secured himself, holding onto her as well.

"All right." he said.

"I'm ready." he told her, before looking back.

"Better get going, and hope that what you say is correct." he then said.

"We have company." he commented, seeing a large group of people come into view, racing towards them.

"Let us be off." he finished, trying to remain calm, but Rylie could hear the underlying panic in his voice.

"WOAH!" Illias exclaimed as they sped off, leaving the mob farther and farther behind them.

"Wow!" he said.

"This bike IS fast!" he told her.

"Thank you for this, by the way!" he then shouted, aiming to be heard over the motor.

"You just literally saved my life!"

Illias got off the bike as well, and looked at her.

"Er... yeah, sure." he said.

"I could eat." he told her.

"Haven't eaten in a little over a day." he then admitted quietly.

"Where are you thinking?" he asked her.

"Uh.... hm." Illias mumbled.

"Restaurant? I guess?" he said.

"But will it be ok?" he asked.

"I kind of stand out..." he said further.

"To understate it."

Illias looked at the hat, and nodded.

"Yeah, this works." he said, putting it on.

"Snug, but comfortable, and breathable." he commented.

"Works for me." he told her.

"Thank you, once again." he said further.

"For... you know, this, and everything."

Illias smiled when she said all she did.

"Sure." he replied with a nod.

"Sounds good." he told her, as his stomach growled lightly.

"Heh. Yeah, starting to bother me." he said sheepishly.

"But oh well. That shall be fixed soon." he reasoned.

"And I think we've put enough distance between ourselves and that mob." he went on. "...to massively understate it."

"I... have no idea." Illias admitted.

"Like... honestly, I just don't know. They seemed to be very determined... but for all we know, it'll be good enough that I was chased out of the city." he said.

"If I were to wager a guess, they're satisfied with that." he told her.

"Murdering me would have been their goal, but... ultimately... it was probably just the fact that they didn't want my presence there any longer."