Kurloz stares you down blankly, those flat hued white eyes focused completely on you. His lips are set into a thin line, but being sewn shut will really do that to a mouth. His hands are rested at his sides for a long time as he just... Looks at you. Eerily. You've never felt so probed by a pair of pupilless oculars. He seems curious? That's certainly an emotion. Other than that, he's just staring and freaking you the hell out.

Finally, as if realizing he's being a creep, he blinks in thought, and raises his hands to start signing a message to you. "Hello." He signs, testing the waters a bit as he looks expectantly at you for recognition. "What's up?" Kurloz proceeds to gesture, wondering about the possibility of you not understanding him. That's pretty common, he thinks, so he'll probably have to utilize his chucklevoodoos to make sure you understand. Kurloz is nothing if not eager to meet new followers-- that is to say, of course, friends.