Gold; that's all I see when I look into his eyes. The silky grey hair flowing gracefully as he struts. His witty personality never failing to help him fabricate puns in every conversation. I never used to notice these things. Something in me changed, and I'm not positive it was for the better. Desire; that's all I feel when I'm around him. Whether he's lifting weights, fighting enemies, or simply just poking fun at March, I can't seem to rid myself of these emotions. They're exhausting me. (art is not mine)