Shift Work.

If he was being completely honest with himself, Silas knew he should have made more of an attempt to stay away from the young blonde woman. It was just so difficult when she got herself in the predicament. He had watched from afar as the situation seemed to become worse after each passing second. The young woman’s cries for help didn’t aid in his need to be unhelpful. He was going to regret it later, that was for sure. Bringing his crossbow up, Silas aimed to make sure he could knock one off as quickly as possible. If he let another minute pass, he was sure the young woman would become walker chow. 

“Hello to you, too.” Her brows had briefly furrowed at the male’s sudden appearance. Even though she was part of the supernatural herself, the ghostly abilities the afterlife granted always felt foreign to her. Anya didn’t spend much time practicing; however, she did manage to learn how to keep hidden from time to time. Normally others came out of hiding with more grace than her opposite, unless they were up to no good. Yet his expression wasn’t morphed into any hints of a threat. “No, but I hope you don’t mind if we share.” With so many people on one property, company was everywhere. “Do you usually make such a grand entrance?”

“I’m sorry, hello,” Silas corrected himself. For a man who was typically careful about these types of things, he knew how rash his appearance probably seemed to the younger woman. Judging by the fact that she didn’t seem started or scared by his sudden appearance, the man guessed she at least knew about the ghosts that frequented the house. “I don’t have a problem sharing. It’s not like I would get much of a choice anyways, right?” Smiling, he looked back out the window to find the birds had flown away. Shaking his head, Silas glanced back to the young woman. “Not particularly. I tend to be more careful if I’m being honest. Are you a student?”