"Generally speaking hallucinations don't kill you... those... things... they do the real work." He said as he rubbed his neck making sure he wasn't cut by the blade she carried.<br/><br/>"I haven't seen another living person in... three months, maybe longer. The last 'people' I saw weren't-" He stopped trying to think of the words. After seeing what they did, he wasn't about to describe them.<br/><br/>"Lets' just say they weren't warm and cuddly." He said as retrieved the arrow from the ground and put it back in it's quiver. Putting the bow back on his shoulder,  he looked over his would be murderer. He'd seen the murderous used-tobe people, killing each other for sport, and other unspeakable things. But they weren't human, or at least, they were trying awfully hard not to be.<br/><br/>"My name is Eddie, you got a name or is the sword pretty much it?." He said calmly as he looked around the store.