[ The scars don't surprise him. And the rest is the sort of thing he wouldn't notice. After all, his own appearance shifts here or there. Sometimes his hair is a little longer or shorter. Sometimes he's more clean shaven and other times, there's scruff and there's no logic to which day will be which. His height fluctuates here or there, a few inches or more if someone's being intimidating.
He's mostly concerned with the sadness.
He nods. And he'll lead the way in to what appears to be a great forest. The trees aren't all the normal color of trees but there's still a certain consistency between them, like a family portrait. There is the strange sensation of being watched but not with any menace. Just curiousity.]
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He's mostly concerned with the sadness.
He nods. And he'll lead the way in to what appears to be a great forest. The trees aren't all the normal color of trees but there's still a certain consistency between them, like a family portrait. There is the strange sensation of being watched but not with any menace. Just curiousity.]