"I haven't been here long enough to judge fairly, but no. They don't seem too." He huffed. "I'm Vaughn," he added. Mentally, he stuffed her name away with the dozen others he'd learned over the last 48 hours and filed it under 'unimportant.' She was a teenage slip of a thing, and didn't seem to be of any particular species he'd have to make a point to avoid. In all, not particularly remarkable. Neither did she seem interested in hunting.
"Well, it's been a pleasure," he said, his attention already split. "But I've got some corralling to do." He didn't push the previous invitation, she seemed to be working on controlling herself. He, however, had no such interest. Vaughn's eyes flashed dark, receding into blackness that spread from his eye sockets like sinkholes. He grinned as he passed her, headed to the front of the maze. It looked slightly mad, his last unspoken invitation to join, if she wished. "Employee exit's back, third turn on the right, straight on."