Kimbley watches the woman for a long time, taking her in carefully. He's not entirely certain what to make of her. Clearly she's a new arrival like him, but there's something... off about her, if only because of the odd injury on her back. He's scratched up and bruised himself, though some of those injuries are old now.

Were he a smarter man, he might mimic what the locals are doing and ignore her. That isn't, of course, what he actually does. "Strange place, isn't it? It's not often I wake up in a town I've never seen before." Having people take one look at him and immediately walk in the other direction? That's something he's entirely comfortable with.