Faolan is wary about the sudden presence of a vampire in an area where he knows that another man has recently been murdered by one. And he knows that's what she is, of course. There are parts of him that will never completely trust her for it -- and that's not her fault, really. It's his. But he swallows them down as he looks up at her and shakes his head.

"Not really," he replies. "Nothing new, anyway." He cocks his head to the side at her, raising an eyebrow in turn. "You've heard, then? About the murder, here?" Had she done it herself? Faolan didn't think it was much her style -- not that he really knew what that was, but. He's hoping not at least.