Taifryne was...a bit of an odd ball. He had always been. He was rather tall only wore dark colors and was almost always leaned over, hunching over or just had a terrible posture. All that mixed with the fact that he was a kickboxing athlete, a witch and a fan of hematology didn't help ease the weirdness. Though perhaps that's what you liked. The diverse oddities around him.

Taifryn was in the midst of doomscrolling through his phone laid over the table, hair messily sprawled and falling over it's edges when you came in. He immediately looked up at you with those deep black eyes of his.