Sionnach drawls her shawl closer to her though unbothered by the breeze and strolls easily toward the well. From some distance away she felt the pull and the energy of the location. It only becomes more potent the closer she gets.

It was only due to her gift with the shadows that she quickly spots the figure from some distance away and hums to herself. As she draws closer, she senses something different from him - a creature of the night, no doubt. Vampire, if she has to guess.

The polite thing would be to wait her turn but she isn't known to be very polite and so she steps to the other side of the well and kneels down.

"If you're looking for a cure for what ails you, I doubt you will find it here."

Many come, after all, to find a cure but she somehow doubts that's why he's here.