though he sat in the corner, as to keep out of everyone's hair, he still listened, interested and worried, as well as sad for the loss of chrystella's relative, and worried about what ever this darkness was.

"umm sorry, uh if I may" he said shuffling his way to stand behind zac, and stood over him, thought it still looked as if he was sitting, being hunched over and short.
"may I ask who this caligo is, I assume a bad man, but you know where assuming will get you" he said talking with his hands as he spoke, and letting out a sigh as he talked. He felt bothersome to the people around him, but was very interested, he wanted to know more, and to help in any way possible.