[At first, Vengarl chooses to ignore the shadow of a person standing over him. Why break the silence, and possibly startle them, if he doesn't need to?

That opinion changes, though, when he hears the movement to his side. He can't turn himself to see them, but he can tell well enough from the sounds and the shadow that they're crouching down to get a closer look at him. His eyebrows raise when when she positions herself at his eye-level, knife in hand.]

...if you intend to kill me, might I ask for a few moments longer?

[He's not all that surprised at the woman's reactions, really. He's an abomination against nature - and no longer is he safely secluded in the woods, away from the eyes of the living.

Which isn't to say that he's okay with her decision, but he certainly understands it.]

I've never been so close to the heavens before, and I was rather enjoying the view.