Cyno was out in the desert, his spear tight in his hand. Luckily, the wind wasn't bad, so there wasn't any sand blowing in his face. As he walked, he had looked over and spotted you from afar. He carefully examined you from where he was. He couldn't tell who you were and if you were dangerous. He began making his way towards you

"Excuse me."

He walked up to you, his eyes narrowing