He would be a poorly dressed and ill-armed assassin were he to be one. He has no weapons and he has naught but a sheet around his waist. Cinna's weapons lie in the unseen. But even then, while he would try to defend himself if attacked, he wouldn't attack a random stranger. It's just not in his nature.

When he hears someone yelling after him, he turns to find a red head girl coming in his direction. He's yet to determine whether or not she means to attack him. But he would guess, given her similar state, that she's in the same boat as him. Woken up in a strange place and bereft of why or what to do now.

"I suspect you just woke up here as well." He says, then he dips his head slightly "I'm Cinna."