Vincent rested his head on his arm, watching the woman beckon them closer. He didn't budge, only glancing over as Kiara took a seat next to him. "Oh that's kinda harsh don't you think?" He didn't want to be proclaimed dead before he reached an old age. Especially by some random woman during some unforeseen circumstance. 

The next thing the lady said only made him sigh softly. Well of course the sand was unusual... It [i]was[/i] black after all. He listened as she spoke of the truths and legends of the black sand bringing death. It was something way beyond what he knew. In fact, he had never heard of the legend until the woman spoke of it. Even though she made it seem so dramatic and upsetting, Vincent gave an unconvinced gaze. 

"Well, that's quite a tale," The male started sitting up, but ended up stretching and yawning. He was by all means not trying to be rude, sometimes that's how things seemed in someone else's perception of him. "Well, lucky for us, we didn't get any in our eyes. At least I didn't." He glanced over at Kiara. 

Behind him, regular citizens started to mumble in suspicion, at the moment, too low for them to hear. It was briefly interrupted by the cries of some old man that bursted in. Vincent turned his attention to him, but then put his head back down. "Is that the symptom of the black sand?" This time, he did sit up figuring sleep wouldn't come any time soon. 

[i]"This hasn't happened in many years...in fact, not since the town was built.."

"We were all fine, even with the sandstorms... But then [b]those two[/b] showed up and this started once more." 

"Now, we can't go makin' assumptions about them. It's not right." [/i]

In the small town where everyone knew each other, of course it would be kind of odd when not one, but two young new travelers came up and the black sand appeared. It looked bad, but at least some were willing to approach the situation fairly.