Sleeth hesitated though not in lack of trust, he was trying to remember. "I am Pargijakun Fos in Orcish tongue- Ridician." He answers after coming to terms. How ling had it been since he'd spoken or even thought of that tongue? No matter now at least. He reached up and grabbed his hood, lowering it down. He felt no need to hide, it would he clear he's no vampire if he traveled with an orc, considering it not only looked like the orc could cleave him in half but they couldn't turn anyhow. He felt like he could breath easier in the night air this way, his red eyes peering behind him. "Thats not a problem is it?"