Well, hello there, Saint. …… I forget if we’ve formally met’re not.
*The Zombie just sits there. Staring and seeming to be rather afraid. He seems to be on the look out before he notices Goha. Tilting his head, he waves a bloody hand at him*
/grimaces at the smell wafting up at him now, but shrugs and waves back/
Now… what th’fuck’re ya doin’ under there?
/he can sense some of the fear, but he isn’t sure what it’s about. Maybe this…. guy could tell him what it was.