He’s seen humans of different shades but nothing so outrageous in colour. Some were dark, like a strong hard wood. Others, incredibly pale and lightly coloured like snow. Others were a little in between, like clay or tree fibers. He hasn’t seen anyone quite like this one. Blue! like the flower on his head, kind of,
Normally, Vera’s pretty wary of people, it’s always a mixed bag of reactions when they see him. His mentors and peers have warned him about this as well. But just the pure force of curiosity pushes him out of hiding to approach the massive blue man.
“Pardon me, are you human? You’re shaped like one, but you’re blue.”