[The girl with the red eyes, was it? He has a somewhat specific purpose in mind as he heads toward the Blood Shack, one that's momentarily interrupted as he notices her walking away from the entrance.
The greeting she gives is swift and it's clear that for whatever reason she doesn't want to dawdle here - whether out of a human's natural curiosity for anything supernatural and then subsequent fear of whatever lurks behind the doors or something much more obvious, either way it's enough to make him decide to stop directly in her path.] Hello - sorry, didn't quite catch your name last time, did I? Terribly rude of me.
[His hands are in his pockets, his smile deceptively unassuming.]