((@hivemindd
His eyes squinted a moment, sort of sat crouched upon something, not something that was meant to be sat or stood on, but it held his weight perfectly fine. He usually had issues with reading people sometimes this man was no different “is that a bad thing? I do not have to be here” he spoke slowly though he didn’t want to, he would leave if he was asked, then again, usually if they were attacked he could hold his own usually his knives were somewhere near him, or in his pockets, of course sometimes circumstance could make it difficult, but it was definitely easier around here, knowing the ins and outs of the area, one reason why he use to pick back alleys… lesser travelled spots with areas to hide away.
