Truth be told, Khan realized what was happening only when it was too late. His battle senses were sharp beyond reason, and he was also ready for anything those Orlats tried to pull off, but Liiza's swift gesture had somehow been faster.
That result had been a mixture of carelessness and surprise. Khan couldn't consider first-level warriors as a threat. They were nothing more than ants in his eyes. They couldn't hurt him even if they tried, and the same went for Liiza.
Most of Khan's attention had also been on the crowd and environment, wary about revealing any information while absorbing every detail. After all, that place was extremely foreign to Liiza, so he was in charge of guiding her through it.
Moreover, the female Orlats had reached for Khan, which he didn't mind or care about. Touching him would have been enough to tell the alien he wasn't to be messed with, but Liiza disagreed. Her hand had already been there, so she only had to let go of Khan to grab that dark red arm.
