The gleam in her eye was not curious. It was cautious, calculated. She moved toward him slowly, trying to get to a place where she'd have a better view of who she was dealing with. The sky had turned dark awful fast and in her hurry to leave the vehicle as the herd of zombies came closer, she hadn't bothered with her pack or a light.
But he was polite enough and sensible enough to allow her to see.
Now, after Marcus, she wasn't about to judge this person on how he looked or how he talked and so, even while she continued to press in on him she was considering the parts of him as she did. The sensible rain slicker for one. "You from the Capitol?" she asked him, getting closer, approaching slowly. "I don't want to shoot. I just don't you and your two boys held a gun on me before they went outside." Teagan wanted to make it clear that they were no longer in the building and those screams and gun shots were probably them.