Mesmund had almost jumped back and reloaded his gun when he heard a chair move. For the bystander's sake, Mesmund was quick enough to realize it was just an average human, who was also conveniently going to open the diner just now. The hunter lazily stuffed the gun back to its holster and scratched his chin. He didn't know, was he hungry after the sudden fight? The loss of his trusty bike and an unexpected assault had only intrigued his curiosity for the city over his hunger for a nice breakfast. Food could wait a bit. Being one with his demon buddy helped out on going a little bit longer without food anyways(though hunger was something he had to manage).
"I'll pass. Food isn't really interesting right now."
Mesmund shook his head, chains around his neck clanking against each other as he did. Instead he turned over to the direction leading deeper towards the city. A little investigation wouldn't hurt at all. Who knows, he might get someone to pay him well to deal with a big game.
"Tell me, is this demon appearance thing common around the place?"
He asked the man.