[Pitch flinches as someone walks into him. He wasn't expecting anyone to do that. He also never had physical contact with anyone else in quite some time. It was jarring to the spirit but he slowly turns and looks down at the.... very long haired girl. Bright. Blond hair.
He almost squints at the hair before turning his gaze down at her. He quirks a brow, folding his hands behind his back.]
Is something the matter?
[From her position, it looks as though she was walking back and away from the main area of the room.]
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He almost squints at the hair before turning his gaze down at her. He quirks a brow, folding his hands behind his back.]
Is something the matter?
[From her position, it looks as though she was walking back and away from the main area of the room.]