There is no speech, not yet. Just a tentative push, hardly even that, nudging ever-so-slightly to get a feel for what minds might be out there. He can tell there are some, but he hasn't explored enough to get to know whether they're moderately safe or -- tainted.
He's not being sneaky about it. Just brushing up against the first inner barrier, no pressure, no intent to push his way in, just feeling for psychic scent.
[ooc: Daemon is specifically searching for other Blood, but if you'd notice a psychic touch, feel free to respond :D]