"You could say that." RoTTeN said, the mews were audible,<span style="font-style: italic">very</span>audible, at least, to him. The bird was visible, at least, to RoTTeN, the one which had swiftly took its prey and had already retreated to a tent no doubt made by itself. He let out a friendly-enough chuckle at Nanako's compliments,<span style="font-style: italic">or were they comments..?</span>towards the birds agility and possibly its unfamiliar presence. His interest was piqued as his constantly rolling eyes had settled upon a trail of blood in the water, this is where the bird had wobbled in, quite intelligent, using blood to lure its prey.<br/><br/>"You seem quite energetic, where do you hail and what is your name? You may call me RoTT." RoTTeN said, purposely sounding foreign so as to ensure his status as traveler with this girl. His hands had stopped wriggling, he pulled out his right along with its twin from both pockets. With his right hand a cigar was placed loosely between his lips while the left brought a lighter to the cigar. His left hand was returned to its pocket with the lighter once his cigar was lit, his right secured the cigar in his mouth, the index finger and middle finger clutching the sides of the cigar.