return [★] ECHO

[RED]

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;"]Kiira had been the talk of the town for quite a while, now - four months, apparently, but if Red knew it had been that long he'd probably snap Crow's neck. The girl gives off a shuddering, nervous energy that betrays her polite expression. It's fearful, pulling its shivering tendrils back the more Kiira is closed in by newcomers, but at the same time it flickers in and out of sight. Like a glitch, he thinks, or perhaps the trauma she'd experienced was shutting her down from the inside out. He hangs back only because she probably wouldn't benefit from his towering stature looming among the other unfamiliar faces.

"Hey." He waves, half a smile crooking the corner of his mouth. It's a feeble attempt at saying, Sorry you were stuck in the Pitt for an absurd length of time and nobody came to save you. Or maybe he's just bad at making new friends. He jerks a thumb towards the bloodied hyena, staring from a distance. "I'm Red, that's... Vathmos. Heard a lot about you."