"First I thougth.....",she started hesitantly "that he is a street artist or something because of his mask and his cloak. - Now it's obvious that he isn't one, but I still don't understand what he is doing here. Is this a religious thing? I have never seen any buddhist that runs around like he does...." Her body dissolved and the smoke fell from the branches, recollected itself on the ground and grew to a human body. Changed into her solid form, Maxine took a few steps carefully into the masked man's direction, as if she wanted to creep up on him. "And why.....does he even wear a mask? What's so special about his face, that he needs to hide it?", she thought loudly. Her hands reached to his face almost touching the mask. As he opened his eyes, she dissapeared.