He did not turn at all as the other appeared behind him. His muscles tensed a fraction, but he was not much of a physical fighter. Being locked up in an asylum did not leave much time for personal training. He looked out the window still at the others, so this guy could multiply himself in some way. He sighed a bit and nodded. "I am someone...or maybe no one" he says simply. He began to move up the stairs once more, looking at the doors as he went, watching the numbers. He sensed a few people in the rooms, they were in various states of mind. He paused, looking back at the other male who was back in the hallway. "Who are you?" he asks, his mind reaching out a bit to sense the other's mind. He could sense a bit of power in there, but at the moment, he was more interested in what the other could do besides splitting himself. How far could he split himself either? He was a bit curious, and that was begining to spike his intrest. He would not let his guard down for an instant around anyone here.