As luke walks up to an abandon car he looks inside touching the window, his cold steel like yes shifting to softer eyes for a moment, he then pressed his crossbow to the glass and pulled the trigger, the sound echoed but that was nothing new. He felt his steel like glaze wash over him again proceeding down the highway of cars and death. " So tell me about yourself, where you from Alex." He said in an almost monotone voice, yet he seemed to be interested enough to care.