[ there's a new arrival to trench. when he speaks, there's a hint of fang peeking out from his mouth. other than that, he seems rather ordinary, save for the pale golden eyes and his clothing — though it'd fit right into trench's stylistic choices. ]
I wish to know . . . what kind of life have you chosen to build here? And why? What do you seek out of it?
I wish to know . . . what kind of life have you chosen to build here? And why? What do you seek out of it?