Camelot got himself together, sighing. He felt foolish for many reasons and he shook his head, murmuring softly but incoherently. Just chastising himself for his all together bad night. At least he had met someone interesting, though, so he couldn't call it a complete waste of time.

He was thankful for that.

So he went about his night once he thought the cat was gone. He didn't manage to find the youma that had gotten away from him, but he did find a different one, and leaped in to save a woman from being attacked by it. He used his shield was a weapon and as defense, though it splintered and when he smashed it over the youma's head to dust it the shield shattered completely. It did that a lot, though, and he wasn't worried about it.

The woman ran over to him and hugged him once the youma was gone, and he politely took a step back and bowed at her once she was comforted. He then offered to walk her home, as he did with anyone he found in danger. he didn't believe in saving someone and then bounding away, wanting to make sure they stayed safe or got the care they needed. Maybe it was easier for him, because he was a knight. He found people accepted him as a rescuer just a little more easily than senshi, if only because he was dressed like something they knew to be good.