It was rare for him to use a public transport but since he did not own a car or anything else in this city, he was left with no other choice but to do so. Not that it was awful or he finds it completely inconvenient. Trying out things were always fine from time to time. It boosted chances of him quickly adapting to the new environment as well as gathering more significant information he needed. The train station, surprisingly, wasn't all that crowded and it was rather peaceful inside the trains, considering how very few the people inside are.
With a newspaper in hand did he view the happenings around the city. The moment he woke up wasn't entirely pleasant and worth describing so he focused himself on the columns, skimming through the war and how a local man and woman ruined everything. It seems many lives were taken and most have lost their belongings. The king would care about it all if he was there during the beginning. It seems it's better to not associate himself with the city's public figures, unless they've decided to approach him on their own accord of course which he doubts would ever happen.
He didn't have his monstrous abilities. The only thing that defines him as inhuman is his capability to regenerate. A gaze was directed at the male sitting alongside him, probably drifting in his own thoughts. Kaname decided to spark a conversation in hopes that he'd get something out of the other and if not, it was still a nice thing to at least be friendly. Lowering his hand, he tilted his head to face the other and ask. "Excuse me, sir," his voice so low. "Do you mind answering a few questions I have? I just arrived here, you see."
