The stranger a short distance away was odd. Lights flickered around them, and Sirius was drawn to the source. Oddly enough, the murky grey lights were flashing a message. Did the stranger know? They tugged Dark's sleeve, a frown on their face. "You are sad," they spoke softly with furrowed eyebrows, "Are you hurt?" What almost looked like tiny white lights flickered in response in the coloured fringe, a subconscious message of 'it's okay'. (actuallyastar)
the demon was used to being approached with little hesitation at this point . black voids look down to this bizarre creature , lines warping around him and body language nothing short of serious and stoic . he cocked a brow and could not help the confused expression on his face . dark didn’t mean to come off as rude as he pulled his sleeve away from the other , he just didn’t like to be touched . those eyes were drawn to the white lights , voice monotone and forward .