How dare he? How dare he look at her, how dare he sound as though she had disappointed him grievously? Outraged, Sarah stared at him as if unable to comprehend him or his words, which really was the case. Why in god's name was he here?
"I don't know," she hissed, "but perhaps it has something to do with what your 'help' generally involves."
He seriously had to be following her, how else would he know she lived here? He might not be of this world, but as far as Sarah was concerned, that didn't make him immune to common decency and following someone around was generally considered to make a person, at the very politest, a creepy stalker.