Moonspear comedic timing

Markus took the check, as it were, wrote the bill and gave the alpha woman a quick nod. He was unused to such aggression - unwarranted, in his own mind. She intimidated him to his very core and he hated the feeling. He thought she wouldn't feel one way or the other about it. She didn't seem gloated but she was not a reasonable creature, either. He didn't like her - at all.

He was soon to make his own way back to where he had been before when the second one - the doppelganger - stepped up and decided he needed an escort. That was fine, he didn't care one way or another. She introduced herself as she led him away and he cast a quick glance at the alpha woman, another nod, before following her. 

"Hey." He said lamely, still reeling a bit from the very odd encounter. Again he wondered briefly about the pale lady but turned his attention back to his, likely short lived, companionship. "Away. Definitely not from here and no, it wasn't. Nothing like that ever happen wherever I've been. I don't remember the name of the last place, I just...traveled." He shrugged. He hadn't been with the loner groups long enough or settled down well enough to establish where he was or even why. He'd just moved along, always. But the weather had been fair enough and the ground had never, ever shaken.

"Does...it shake around here...?" As the adrenaline began to fade with distance, he realized what an odd question that was to ask.