He hears someone approaching and, while his shoulders tense up a little, he doesn't try to hide himself. Running away will just seem more suspicious, after all, and he can defend himself if it comes down to it.

The voice that calls out his name, though, that's a surprise. He looks away from the fire and up at his - former comrade, enemy, Jean. The same Jean who had been trying to kill Reiner and had nearly managed to do so.

Shock crosses his expression despite himself, before it closes off into wariness. He doesn't take his gaze off Jean, but there's a coldness to his eyes. The temperature that had already dropped several degrees drops even further, their breath visible in the air.

"I'm not here to fight you," he elects to say instead, his voice subdued.