Gowther is outside of the tavern Meliodas runs, just simply reading a book. He looks up as he hears running footsteps and spots you bolting full speed out of the forest

Gowther arches an eyebrow, a soft pink dusting his cheek as he thinks: “A human.. and He’s… cute.”

He quickly regains his composure and stands up

“Who are you?”

He asks in that unnerving monotone voice