( stray strands of silver adorned laid - back visage, a smile of their own surfacing. hues wander, as though pondering. curious. )
maybe? can’t be too sure … there are * lots of bars around here.
( keen senses ought to keep him from being fooled .͟.͟ the scent they carried evoked familiarity. though mismatched with someone else. gaze steels ever so slightly, while corner of his mouth curls up. )
oh, it already did .͟.͟ didn't i see you in some bar ?
( cranium slants to the side, mirroring the other. lids fluttered, staring. )
yeah? maybe it’ll come to you. i’ll enjoy my anonymity for the time being.
mh .͟.͟ very mysterious of you.
( head tilting sideways ever so slightly, before steps carry him closer towards them ; sharp eyes fixated. a silent inhale. )
𝓈omething is familiar, though. can't quite put my finger on it.
.͟.͟ maybe. i go wherever and know the city like the back of my hand. wouldn't be surprised if you've seen me before. can't say you're familiar, though.