Malin flinches when there's suddenly a person and has to force herself to not take another step back and just stand still, and then - she pauses, her tongue moving forth and back hectically as she stares at him. It's not the part where he seemed to appear out of nowhere that surprises her, or even his style; both are common enough eccentricities among the Kindred she knows. No. It's the part where he doesn't seem to be Kindred at all.

Not mortal, either, no, but not a vampire, and that's unexpected. Not impossible, though, and she eyes him warily as she shakes her head in silence. Nothing good comes out of offers this early into... anything, really, and offers in general are to be distrusted, she has found.

She does pull out a chair and sit down though, because sitting on chairs makes her feel a bit more like a person again and why should she not get what niceties she can out of those encounters? It'll soon enough deteriorate, she knows that much from experience, and keeps tabs on him and their surroundings as much as she can. At least she has a wide variety of finely tuned senses these days.