When it Rains...
Albert's back tightened as he almost reached into his coat to pull out his sword from his spatial storage ring, but he immediately renounced the instinct. As far as he knew, she was the girl Lord Ty had gone out of his way to help, and being aggressive towards her might displease his new master.
"I said, who are you?" she repeated herself again, this time with more force, making the already dense atmosphere completely still. Her slender figure seemed like it could strike at any moment, and he wasn't confident of surviving her first strike. She must have been an assassin type because he didn't think his instincts would mislead him, and he felt like she was more dangerous if he let her make the first move.
Staying silent wouldn't help either, so his best bet was to diffuse the rapidly escalating situation. Obviously, she hadn't fully recovered yet, and her hostility might just be a side effect of being on the verge of death.