Hmm. You're right.

[And that is a little odd, isn't it? She moves her foot and crouches beside her assailant, who is blessedly unconscious, frowning as she scrutinised them as best she can in the dark.]

There's nothing terribly special about him at all. I must play the part of a distressed damsel too well.

[A pause, then she straightens up and shakes her head before her attention falls on Jayce.]

Didn't you have a weapon with you?