[All of those mannerisms are watched and observed, sketching a brow at the discomfort so clearly palpable in the man. A reluctance and caution clings to him that reminds Tyki of a wild animal whose eyes follow every invasion of its personal space. Interesting demeanor, too. He wonders if there is any significance to that one black-yellow eye. He hasn't seen it blink yet.

Overall, this is the rough appearance of a man who has probably gone through a difficult time. Tyki sips from his glass, interest further piqued. He is tall and stately by comparison, imperially handsome, the perfect image of a lord over lands in some faraway place.

In this company, however, Tyki drops some of the tidy elegance from his words.]

Sorry, I'm pretty new to this still. Guess I meant the crystals. And the destruction of our worlds, that's a big shock. We've got two choices, it looks like, but I'm curious if there might be other options not yet visible to the newcomer.