[She also doesn't move, a calmness to her as she snorts and shakes her head slowly at the young man.]

Do you see in black and white, little yaksha? Is an unarmed woman in the middle of the street really that threatening to you that you would demand answers?

[He may not trust her words, but she motions around them.]

We are on a packed road in a city, do you really think this is the setting for a fight, or the discussion you seek?