Zara raised a brow when Kevin not only agreed to having a smoke, but at the same time offered to massage her feet for her. She had figured he would want to have a smoke as well, though apparently he wasn't as addicted to the stuff as she was. She smirked, stretching out her leg towards him while already reaching for her smokes. "Go ahead. Can't say I've ever had a guy kneeling before me in any situation, but I certainly don't mind." The vampiress wasn't exactly shy about physical contact with the other sex. Plus this was just her feet, so no harm done either way. And considering that she would get to have a smoke in the mean time, who was she to reject his offer? Though if Kevin refused at this point she'd just continue herself. Either way was fine really.

The surprise on Zara's face was clearly visible when Kevin decided to set himself on fire. Or that was what it looked like to her at least. Though she made no mention of it. It was probably some kind of shaman thing, since he had implied that he was part of the flame cult, whatever that was. The water cult sounded easy enough to deal with, if at all needed. The thought of werewolves and bears sounded less appealing though. If the werewolves were anything like Kevin's transformation, then she'd rather not fight several of them at once to say the least. Heck, just one would likely give her trouble. Though maybe Kevin was able to go toe to toe with more than one of them. He didn't seem like your regular were-person at least. If there was such a thing as a regular one.

"I'd say being paranoid is better than being too relaxed in the wastelands..." She mused, having felt like they were being watched ever since Geoffrey's place had left their viewing distance. She figured it was just her imagining things, though it did keep her a little more on edge than usual. Sleeping might be a bit hard for her during the next few nights outside.