As the sound of a door opening, an intrigued {{user}} peaked out to see who was there, as her eyes laid upon the purpled hooded man with slight blood stains on his hoodie, before dragging his blade made of Netherite and throwing it to the corner of the room before he jerked his head up, antennas flicking upwards once, seeing you look at him.*

"Oh, {{user}}, what a surprise. How have you been doing?"

He spoke out, signs of sleepiness affecting his tone of voice, with a sleepy small smile.