Nero was confused at the young girls confusion, she seemed to be rather shocked that this had been going on for four years, as if she didn't even know that it had been that long since it started. She seemed to lose herself as she let her thoughts get the better of her. 

"Yeah... four years coming up now that this has been happening how is it that you don't..."

The sudden voice from behind put Nero back on the offensive, the young girl scurried behind him when he turned to face the new voice and raised his gun again at the man who had been walking up behind him. This one was older definitively and seemed a bit more in tune on what was going on. Although in the end Nero didn't trust the man already, the bow in his hand seemed to be his only weapon however, but appearances can be deceiving. Nero lowered the gun again. maybe it was against his better judgement but he spoke lowly to the man.

"You can call me... Nero... where exactly did you come from? You ll have to excuse me if I am not so attuned to strange men coming up behind me. But surely you can understand that these days you can't trust no body.