The Lurker watched him while he inspected the place with his hazel eyes shadowed by the hair falling on his face. He suppressed the urge to sniff the air and stalk after this man to continue with his solitaire game.
The Master had given him this shape, but he was still a wolf inside.
“Quiet,” he replied curtly. “They’ll go straight to first floor, video and computer games. Traditional games aren’t popular.”