Signless was stubborn, and at times it was to the point where he'd often neglect himself for the sake of others. His mind was always on his people. Even now, especially after that one young human told him that his world was dead and gone. Could it be that they all died before ever knowing true peace?

It was too much to take in all at once, far too much.

He wore his hood up out of habit, cloak pulled tight around him. Walking through the town here was so strange, if only because it's been so long since he could walk in such a public place. Signless finally lifted his head as the door opened, bright red eyes peeking out from the shadows. He nodded to Martin, "A pleasure to meet you again. Properly."

Though he didn't expect Eddward to be so young. A child alone without his lusus, it must be so hard for him. He was going to speak again when the boy appeared with a chair, and he was confused by the label. A human custom perhaps?