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👹☲ It was never often that his presence was witness by the mask maker. Sclera eyes stared at the white haired male, eating up the image he had been losing from his memory. He leaned back, amused and intrigued as to why the male was here. Though he could figure out what it might be for if there was any truth to the rumor mill him and the clowns had been dipping into. Uta leaned back on his work stool while thinking of what to stay to Kaneki without it being small talk.
A simple question was always something he could go with, but where was the fun on being predictable? ❝Hail the one eyed king. The ghost of rumors and the monster made reality.❞ Covering his right eye in mock of Kaneki’s own ghoul eye. Cryptic and vague with his meaning Uta found this would serve it’s purpose as a warm greeting.