“What is it?" the man flinches because he hears someone approach from the camp established not too far away. Ever since he joined Team RWBY and that other team along with few others in their quest, he preferred to keep his distance. Many reasons for those were present, some of them do not even need to be explained. And it seems like nobody was against that, seeing how he doubted anyone housed any warm feelings towards him. Even Blake, (that’s even better. He knew he fucked up majorly and the scar on her stomach, along with Yang’s metal arm was just something that reminded him of it.)
But some of them preferred to interfere in the silence he maintained. And one of those people was standing a bit further away from where he sat, at least from the sounds of it and where her footsteps ended. Ruby Rose. He always recognized her voice and the way she walked. A bit of a habit, to remember people through this. “Did you need anything?” He might sound a bit rude. He does not care though. Not right now.