It wouldn't be too long before he would be interrupted, the male in deep thought as a voice interrupted him. Turning to gaze at the voice's owner, he noted the Sonticus scent upon him. The man's comment was...rather dull, and stupid. What did this man care? "Unless you're psychic, I don't expect anyone to see my thoughts. So whether someone like you comes around to ask something as stupid as that, well you must have fallen on your head." Truth. He didn't care if someone saw him sitting around somewhere while he thought, it's not like they knew what exactly he was thinking. Amber gaze met the male's purple stare, a smirk rising on his lips as he thought about how ironic it was, a wannabe tough guy it seemed, with girly colored eyes...well, this would be one amusing encounter.
