Aidrian didn't notice the blond's approach consciously until the other male was nearly behind him. The wind blew his scent towards Kyle, but not the opposite. It was only gut feeling and the sense of no longer being alone, though the hyper aware level of a prey animal, that got his attention. He turned just before the murmured greeting, dark eyes immediately taking in what his instincts already told him about the blond's unhappy mood.
"Hey," he replied, an unspoken question in his eyes and tone. He felt a kinship with the blond and as with Brynn, the stallion in him seemed to have decided that Kyle fit under the title of "herd" as well. He supposed it only made sense that once he was willing to accept the possibility of one, his heart would consider another after that. It made him want to help, though he was a bit unsure how.