#*squeals*

If you weren't familiar with Grian, you might not notice it. If you hadn't known him for a while, you haven't been around him for a while, maybe you just never really cared about it.

It's important now.

In a way.

Grian was visibly growing more comfortable with his friends. Comfortable enough to let some of his carefully crafted mask slip. Sometimes you'd catch a weird purple glow in his eyes. Sometimes the blue feathers in his parrot-like wings looked purple. Sometimes his skin was just slightly too light, making him look sickly.

Now you'd often see a purple eye floating just behind Grian. It was weird, really. It was just slightly visible, like he had some sort of thing attached to him that only few people could see. You had to squint to really notice it was an eye.

People always saw the purple glow that formed. The way his eyes would go dim, the only thing left in them being a small purple circle around his pupil. It was like his eyes were unfocused, his entire face would drop to an expressionless mask. Then that glow would appear behind him. It was just enough to leave the back of his head purple. Just enough to leave a space in front of him purple. Just enough to paint him in a very purple light. It was never too bright. Just enough to be notable.

It was never there for long. Grian was always very meticulous when he did this... Thing. He was always making sure there weren't too many people around.