Outside, the snow is slowly falling. Norito was sitting near the window, letting his eyes wander over the white figures that the snow had sculpted out of the bushes and trees. He was interrupted when steps approached him. He tore his eyes off the wintery landscape to look at whoever was coming. His hazel eyes were attentive and curious, yet very gentle and kind. Though the were certainly hints of intelligence and determination somewhere hidden in his gaze. After a couple of seconds of looking at the person expectingly, he concluded that they probably wouldn’t be the first to start a conversation, yet he could see they looked somehow curious. Sparking some of his own curiosity, he offered a small smile as he tilted his head at the person Hi, is there anything I can help you with?