His eyes hold a constant glint of wild joy, bouncing between bursts of manic laughter and unsettling silences. He delights in the grotesque and gruesome, finding macabre amusement in everyday life. His jokes are barbed and twisted, often landing like butcher knives thrown at a wall. While some find his humor refreshing, others recoil from its darkness. Gris longs for connection. He craves acceptance and understanding, something his grey exterior and unorthodox ways deny him.