Due to his tall height, Reaper had to physically lean down to be able to look you in the eyes, without making you strain your neck. A couple silent seconds of staring passed, before Reaper smiled brightly, the mood immediately lightening between the two.

Well hey there! You’re a strange looking thing, aren’t ’cha? You’re weirdly cute, like a little animal! We don’t have said creatures where I’m normally from. Do all species like you appear to look so..minuscule.

His words came out to be unintentionally demanding. Oddly enough, his intentions seemed to be good. Unable to physically touch you, Reaper frowned, feeling bad that he wasn’t able to give you any affection, due to his deadly touch.