The man glanced over as she sat down next to him, and a visible grin spread across the grey beard, whilst the rest of his face remained hidden under the dark hood. It was an instinct, something he did not rely heavily on unless necessary, but he thought she may have been something he was looking for, a thread that would lead further on into his plans. It may have been mere guts, that because she sat down beside him, he thought she would be it. Or maybe, it was from the steadiness in her stature as she walked in, already decided on her seat and order for a drink. Either way, there seemed to be little risk for Dein, in the situation- for the man sitting there at the bar however, well, it mattered little.
"Ello miss," He dragged his words along slowly, discrediting what would have seemed only words for aimless conversation, "enjoying the weather?" He noted her bulky choice of clothing, and glanced to the frosted windows across the room. A smirk lit up his face, and he pondered the fact that she may assume him to be having 'unholy' thoughts. Whatever the case, he thought it would get her attention.
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