Sonja had stopped short when he was cut off by the strange being. Great, just great. This guy wasn't going to be easy to outrun, obviously, so perhaps a change in tactics was needed. He sighed, "Alright, what is it you want? Why were you looking for me?" Placing his hands calmly in the pockets of his jacket, he brushed his fingers against the small bundles of seeds he kept there. "I doubt that my soul is worth very much, and I'm pretty sure I don't have anything else useful on me."