Trystan growled low and feral, hearing the voice and more shots. Human. Sporting a large revolver of sorts. The kitsune chuckled, relaxing slightly. "Gunshots a few meters from here. Voices. Someone is gunning down zombies." He chuckled again, shaking his head. "I wonder if he knows that the zombies died out a while ago. He's shooting some recently awaken demons, and if he keeps doing that, he'll be paying for it in hell." He took the second pistol from her gently, spinning both guns around before holstering them. "I'm going to go have a nice little chat with him. You wanna come, I'm sure that rifle of yours has more then a powerful punch. Hell, if I wasn't too close to it, I'd be a little intimidated I think." He winked, stretching, his tails spreading out like a fan before going back into their neat places. With a small grin on his face, he adjusted his hat, his spurs jingling slightly as he made his way out the door towards where he'd heard the shots.