"Whoa," Gavril said, shifting on his feet and moving to catch the kid as he shifted on his feet.

"You all right?" he asked, giving the kid a look.

Inside of him, his lupine hunter's senses were working on him. Not human, not entirely. Seemed a bit off. Maybe lack of food? Weak prey. Why'd he been running into so many folks like this?

But he didn't address it, not yet. For all he knew, this kid was the bad kind, but he wasn't one to judge negatively without reason. He'd see what was up, first.