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(◣_◢)- He honestly hadn't counted on meeting someone like this...bones on his head like a crown, hands that were bone...Was he dead? If so, he very much looked it, and Hazad couldn't really detect much life on him. Maybe the eyes threw him off. Whatever the case, the Hallowed Spirit had to be sure of things, and not let his guard down. Cold expression, possible same outlook on life, this one seemed to be a near clone in personality...but of course, one could not assume this, because meeting a fellow dead man would be much better than meeting someone who purified the dead.
And Hazad would rather meet another dead one anyway. That, and he was just going to watch him for a while. A long while or until they noticed him. This was the Vagrant spirit's usual way, and he preferred it to just walking up to someone and beginning a conversation. As he watched, his eyes couldn't keep off of the bony structure on the other's head, having to wonder why it was there.
——“...Bones.”