The male didn't respond to the girl his eyes looking at the water slowly as he opned his palm and a glowing pearl came into his hand and put it in his pocket turning he said "let go slow poke" he said and walked out. hands in his pocket eyes held nothing in them. he kept walking out into the day light of the mortal world. he wasn't crazy he was just being himself. Everyone was crazy in their own little way.

As he walked he said nothing his lips never uttered a word his eyes glowing and staring at the humans that passed him by. he came to the edge of the forest and leaned on a tree. he had ragged clothing but didn't care. he was being himself and thats all that mattered to him, no one could get him to be any other way. He smirks seeing some street fighters, gangs running around in the inner part of the city and laughed slightly shaking his head. He was amused on how stupid this world had gotten from his old world.

He yawned and looked at the girl finally unpleased by her, he was stuck with some cocky female of Hermes oh what his luck was "where to girl?" he grumbled gently and looked at his finger nail. his pearl in his pocket shines gently but he said nothing. the pearl was a powerful weapon he owned, no one seen him fight before other then three cabins. he looked back at the city.