Leras mentally groans as he watches the young male eat the spiders. Luckily, the duplicates would vanish the moment it was into his throat. He then watched as he also scanned around the room, lightly shaking his head. He would not be able to see him unless he wanted, though as his gaze would look elsewhere, Leras would open his mouth to finally speak. His voice was a bit rough, but easily audible within the room. His form would still be well hidden within the shadows. 

"Cernos. Just how badly does that mark on your face hurt? Last ones that were picked up were in quite the amount of pain, yet here you are... eating spiders. You should not -eat- spiders, do you know how angry that makes the angels? It is disgusting. Don't piss off the angels with such stupid things..." There is silence for a moment. "I mean, really. Do you know how prissy they are half of the time with things like that? It is a bit confusing though because they let us eat human flesh if we want, but the Divine forbid, don't eat a spider." A rather heavy sigh would escape Leras before his large form slowly starts to appear in the shadows, the light from the drawn not even touching him. The shadows around him... seemed to be eating it, the light. 

But even in the darkness, it was easy to see Leras. He stood out like a sore thumb, standing at nearly seven foot with coal-black skin. His head was turned, but one could barely make out the dark red eye from behind the loop of his finely pointed horn that sprouted from behind his right ear. Arms were crossed over his vest covered chest, claws lightly tapping against his dark skin before speaking yet again. Unlike usual, it seemed like he had a bit to say. The two spiders that he had eaten slowly crawled onto his horn, merely gazing in the young males direction.

"At any rate, we need to be going soon. And by soon, I mean very soon. And by very soon, I mean now. Kieri is waiting for us and we don't want to keep him waiting any longer than we must. I am sure he already got his target and everything." He grumbles, head finally turning to show his crudely fanged grin. Also revealing he was missing one of his horns, on the left side of his head. Carefully he unfolds an arm, extending a hand out towards the other. "Now if you come along peacefully, we won't make him angry and will be spared a lecture on proper conduct! And maybe... just maybe, I will let you get your horns early."