Dorian waved a hand carelessly, letting the stranger know that there was no hard feelings. He had been robbed before. But the difference? This guy was trying to be discreet about it. The other man he had dealt with shoved a gun in his face and demanded the goods. It was better to be a sneaky bastard than an over aggressive one. He still could feel his stomach drop from that day. The end of the world sure brought out the winners.
"I honestly don't mind if you take anything," he stated, folding his arms, eyes motioning towards the bag. "The only thing I would kick your ass for is my pure gold watch." Time didn't matter anymore, but it was a gift from his brother. Just because they were immune, it didn't mark off the fact that he could lose his brother the very next day. It was a gift for his success, though it was nothing to brag about. Dorian had a long way to go before he even reached fame.
"Is there anything you need, or is this for fun?" Some people truly needed items be they medical, water or even some clothes. They just didn't know the common way to get. That was by asking. "Either way, I wouldn't have caught you otherwise. This area is desolate and considered haunted for some reason."