"Uhm... who? Who is here?"

There's 'people' around of course, if you call undead 'people' and Xie Lian usually does. But he doesn't see anyone else he knows. If the undead start to look in his direction too much, he pretends to look towards the fire with a slightly dazed look for a few seconds and for now, the charade seems to work.

"We shouldn't stay here. Let's go back to the caravan."