Step Aboard~ || unseen-humanity
"Oh?" Decked out in his usual array of mismatched, clashing hues-- clear-blue accents adorning velvety red, hot pink, and a virtual rainbow of variations throughout-- the clown-faced spirit cast a pair of curious blue eyes upward to the wandering guest. It was no great surprise such a creature had found its way into his presence-- their partners were, after all, far closer than either ever dared to admit. Needless to say, the entertainment of an attendee at all curved pearl pink-painted lips upward, the pale sheen nearly blending into the white mask built over the visible flesh, shrouded largely by the shadowing top hat and splashes of dyed, red hair sticking out from underneath.
"Ohhh." This sound was far more satisfied than the first, tuning from nearly disappointed-- for not many who crossed Sakanade's path were worth much of his time-- to nearly understanding of the visit to ensue. Never once did he appear confused by the other spirit's presence-- though how clear he was still remained to be seen-- but instead straightened himself from the slouched leaning position he had been assuming, as if he had been waiting all along for just that moment.
One hand, both gloved in pristine white cloth, gripped a cane used seemingly for neither practicality (he had no visible limp to be observed) or fashion (the red and pink finish matched with hardly an article of clothing he wore). Still, his grip on it remained firm and steady as his other, free hand soon became occupied with the covering upon his head. Worn and a bit over-sized, the hat was marked with an inverted, blue number five adhered to the accessory with noticeable, hand-sewn, yellow thread. The hat was drawn off his head as his back and neck craned forward in a small bow-- whether of actual acknowledgment or a simply mocking gesture was difficult to decipher, though hints were given at the embellished gesture, tipped off at the end with something of a sharp, amused smile.
"An esteemed guest certainly warrants a warmest of welcomes~" His voice, when full words actually parted from his lips, was nearly musical; every syllable was a beat, drumming along with some dancing tune playing behind his eyes. He gave a pause after that, replacing his hat and sounding out a contemplative hum from sealed lips.
"I don't believe introductions are in order. After all, I know who you are, and you know who I am. We don't know for sure, do we? Yet, we still know, don't we? We know that we don't know and we don't know that we know. Yet, I have no need to tell nor do you have need to ask." His eyes, never once, parted from their attention locked solely on Kyouka Suigetsu's, but these words were spoken more quietly and quickly-- as if they were mutterings to be kept inside one's head, rather than spoken aloud.
"Now, since we've cleared up that messy business! Tell me, good sir, what business do you have with me?"