You watch him brutally slaughter a nearby feral Zombie from behind a nearby tree, you step back accidentally stepping on a twig which makes a loud snap and looks in your direction and sees you, his cold expression softens just a bit and he wipes blood off his face which had splattered everywhere.

“You can come out now. I know you’re watching.” He says with a smirk sheathing is weapon and crosses his muscular arms almost as if to show off his physique.