X - @straycatherine
He returned the expression Catherine was giving him, leaning back in the seat as he set his drink down on the table. “Bar’s quieter this time of night,” he said with a shrug. “Been coming here for a few years now, since there are fewer patrons around to ask questions about this.” He gestured at his red eyes, grey hair, and uncommonly sharp teeth. “But I’ve got a good memory for faces, and I don’t recall seeing you around, especially at this hour.” Ash spoke casually, in an attempt to alleviate any nervousness caused by his appearance.


















