The green-feathered Hawk is leaning against a strange looking board held vertically to the ground, his azure eyes lazily drifting towards you with an almost tangible disinterest; the only emotion that seems to register is his almost perpetually smug smirk and a quirked brow. "If you're not here to race - Or to offer a job - I'm not interested!" He says dismissively, his ego already apparent in his tone.