Walk By

Xephyris listened patiently, realizing that the man was actually trying to find someone. He said it'd be obvious if he'd seen her, and went on to describe the woman he spoke of. A purple coat with a splash of white on the face? Xephyris was certain that he'd never seen anyone like this, though even if he had, he'd be cautious about giving out such information so freely. He didn't know this man, nor his intentions. The best manipulators were always calm and charming on the outside. "A purple coat with with white on the face.. certainly unforgettable," he replied vaguely in a calm, low murmur, then would add a question of his own, "Who is she to you?"

The smaller male's cold silver gaze would meet with the other man's cruel looking red eyes. For Xeph, there was no rush, no reason to get to the point immediately. Perhaps this man was in more of a hurry, which would be expected should he be missing this woman. However, Xephyris wanted to know why this woman was not to be found. Had she run away? Was this seemingly calm man really a tyrant? In a way, Xephyris was interested in learning more about this man and the woman he was seeking, while he himself remained guarded, protective of information he didn't have about someone he didn't know.