Kankri stood there, thinking, a blank look on his face as always. He seemed poised to argue something, or maybe preach his beliefs. Regardless, his eyes flitted around, looking for anyone that would listen to his self-righteous tirade of what he believed to be teachings; educating others of what he saw they were ignorant of.

Of course, his spiels were typically carried out with a cadence that came off as comical, or maybe he was just a bit too sensitive, a bit preachy. He huffed, arms crossed.