Frood heard a voice. A real voice, a woman and she was speaking to him. Maybe? He turned around, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. He looked at her, then at her son and flinched before asking roughly, "Who are you?"
His eyes were still a bit bleary but they focused on her and he pushed himself away from the wall to face her completely. People paused to look at them as they passed, but no one else stopped or even slowed. "Who are you," he repeated in exactly the same inflection as he had before.