"Well, that's interesting....I can sense what you are....and my power really isn't developed...just....intergrated. I've adapted it to my own body enough to where my control is better."

the girls gawked at him and he felt as if this was about to become a one sided response. With a sigh he ran a hand through his hair and moved to flop down in the cushy arm chair and open the book in his hands - The Tempest by William Shakespeare. 

"I don't exactly hate you....I dislike how you act....so peaceful....calm...[u]normal[/u]. It's discouraging to think I'm the only one who chooses to keep clear of human beings...."

The girl, Aria he noted wouldn't make eye contact with him and he felt himself frown ever so slightly while he eyed the two sisters and the woman with those too green eyes. They were just as unsure as he was, and that made for bad outcomes. Yes, he could fight with his powers, but he had just gotten it to where he could equip it. His eyes landed to the pixie of a girl and felt a little warmth spread through him and he shifted slightly. She was pretty in a otherworldly way he supposed. His mind dared to wander and he refused it before looking at them again.

"Guess what I am....tell me what you think I am."