"Sorry," he holds a hand up in a surrendering gesture. "didn't mean to scare you." Not that he can blame her. Everything about this place was a little disturbing, unsettling, pick an adjective.

He smiles slightly. "Little bit. You got that doe-eyed newbie look aboutcha. We've all been there." He doesn't miss the way she backs away from him and he can't help but wonder what about him seems threatening. Then again, maybe nothing has to be. She's a woman, alone in a building with a man she hadn't realized was there-- and isn't that alone enough for any woman to be uncomfortable in these days and times?

"I'm Klaus," he offers easily. "It's not always like this here," Sometimes it was worse, but he'll leave that part out for the time being. "The fog just likes to roll in and fuck with us sometimes."