[It took Stefan a few seconds to register the unfamiliar voice speaking to him. His lack of immediate response wasn't due to any sort of shell-shock following the bumpy ride turned crash landing that they'd just experienced. Honestly, he couldn't even remember much beyond waking up amidst the confusion to the unmistakably metallic smell of blood filling his senses. Apparently a good majority of the others who had been strapped in with them weren't so lucky to make it through the trip unscathed, and more than a few currently lay dead with any number of severed body parts strewn about the drop ship's interior compartment. Obviously this only added to the air of hysteria and chaos that seemed to grow by the minute as those who were still able continued to wake to the horrible realization that some crazy shit had just gone down.
But the distraction that the stranger provided was a good thing, and Stefan found himself focusing less on the blood and more on the man looking to make a hasty exit. He wouldn't have to ask twice, because Stefan knew that the longer he lingered here, the more intense he'd find the appeal of preying on the injured like he was doing them a favor. He doesn't hesitate to unfasten himself from his seat and reach for a bag of his own that had tumbled out from under one of the nearby seats only to end up next to his feet, before nodding in assent and making after the other man out the nearby door.]
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But the distraction that the stranger provided was a good thing, and Stefan found himself focusing less on the blood and more on the man looking to make a hasty exit. He wouldn't have to ask twice, because Stefan knew that the longer he lingered here, the more intense he'd find the appeal of preying on the injured like he was doing them a favor. He doesn't hesitate to unfasten himself from his seat and reach for a bag of his own that had tumbled out from under one of the nearby seats only to end up next to his feet, before nodding in assent and making after the other man out the nearby door.]