A strange man, all smiles but by his scent a neonate vampire, accompanied by a few other neonates, approaches the pair as they rest after... well, it's not his business. A fight? An argument? A hunt? He's curious, but in the end, it doesn't matter.

"So this is where that foul scent was coming from... Explains a lot." He smiles at Foster, despite the words as bitter as what he's definitely smelling, and his eyes flick to Miko, judging her a non-threat, before moving back to the former zombie. "I expect you're new? I'd recognize that smell if you weren't."

However, despite the scent clinging to Foster's clothes, he can't hide the sheep bleating around the corner. The newbies were hunting? Oh, that's cute! The stranger takes a step closer, holding a hand to his companions to tell them to stay back. "Aren't you going to share the bounty? After all, there's never enough to go around. Or are you going to be selfish as well?"