Kexing feels a second or two of concern at the sight of the creature wrapped around the man. The feeling passes quickly as he notes the blindfold. Clearly if the man were in any danger from the creature, he would be the first to know it. They say those who lose one sense heighten others to replace it.

"No, I'm not lost." He pauses, looking back in the direction of the growling he heard. "Did you not hear it?"