#floreomortis

He stares at the odd man before him ( A man he believes , though he is not quite sure of the assumption based off observations.)curious eyes do more than pry their undreamt debility as he ponders over their appearance. The aura wavering off them roars &quakes in a way that if he had the power to feel just the tiniest bitof the wavelength, it would surely crush him. This being, despite the gentle  face & attire, does not feel human.

when asked a question, he tilts his head ever so slightly, The bemused emotion readable through the hollow cracks of his eyes