His heels dig deep into the beckoning concrete with as much attentive nature whilst remaining heavily distracted, sharpening his tactical knife all whilst he'd somberly sigh, somewhat.. aloof, all only until the sound of another approached his view, leaving him to hark up- clearly a little underdressed and done with his military gear but still prepared for a threat, all until he sees.. you. Pausing, as he'd knelt there; blue irises squinted as he asks, "Bit out of bounds from where you should be. It makes me wonder, and I do like my round of questionin', so here's the one most present on my mind.. who're you- and what intent do ya' have 'ere?"