01-01-2021, 09:23 PM
Considering Zythos's species, there was really no reason for Michael to lower himself slightly in order to look smaller. In spite of this, he still found himself with his shoulders slightly hunched as he grew closer, eventually coming to a seat nearby. He offered her a small smile as she explained why she had been upset, nodding his head before he reassured her, "Ah, yeah, I get that. I... admittedly like plenty of eyes on me, but I suppose that is pretty obvious." He gestured towards the various pieces of golden jewelry that covered him, from his nose ring, to his necklace, to the bracelets clasped around his wrist. He then introduced himself properly, his bob of a tail twitching behind him as he spoke, "Anyways... it's nice to meet'cha, Zythos. My name is Michael Townley-Phillips, and I'm a dealer of The Typhoon. The Typhoon just happens to be the group whose shore you just happened to crawl up onto. You need a place to stay...? He tilted his head to one side, his question accompanied by a another warm smile.
— Reggan