Jared sensed her presence sometime before she spoke. However, until she had addressed him he had ignored any other things or people then his prey. His virus often made him shortsighted, not seeing the obvious flaws of his actions and sometimes not seeing danger until it was pretty much facing him in the face. He pretty much lived by the saying ‘shoot now and ask questions later,’ which was not an entirely good policy. His hairless head turned to the side as if peering off in a point on the horizon. A surprisingly English accent addressed her, breathy like it is now while at others nothing more then a low growl with words “I suppose that depends on who you ask..”
Slowly he turned to face her. He was an unusual creature, a long-limbed and willowy build youth with a strange androgynous appearance. The vampiric reaper was an acquired taste when it came to if he was considered ugly or striking yet there was something regal and enigmatic about him even in his rags. His hard intense eyes focused on the Time Lady, muted curiosity there as he took in her pleasantry. ‘She is afraid or disgusted by me’ he thought as he stepped forward slightly “Who are you?”