There's another brief pause while Cobweb decides what to say. He doesn't doubt that he can defend himself if necessary, and, well. It's only one man as most of the rest of the people seem to be ignoring him. Which is his entire plan, really. At least until he can find an exit.

So he nods once, and steps to the side to make room, brushing his long dark hair back out of his eyes with a graceful hand.

"Are you chased out of the light by your own kind, then?"