The silent ambience of the motel inside of the void. Maybe it was comforting or eerie, or maybe it was just plain annoying, but one thing, for sure, its that its quiet. The quiet can be nice, or welcoming for a lot of people, especially for Skary. Skary was silent and kept to himself. Maybe it was a defense mechanism? maybe it was just enjoyable.

Skary, skittishly and almost agile as he ducks under the front desk of the motel, avoiding any attention, being able to use one of the strangely placed doors, He walks to the halls, and looks around before sitting down, he adjusts his things and decides to take in the silence, leaning his head back against the wall, take the time to appreciate the silence after the unnecessarily loud day, getting yelled at Miller and his constant threats. A bit too much of Miller's threats.

Until he heard footsteps, he was pulled out of his thoughts and silence-enjoying-mind, he jumps a bit, and looks at the person walking past them in a slight startle, studying them intently to make sure the person isn't a threat. His ears slightly twitching at the persons shuffling of feet and rustling of the quiet ambience.

He finally speaks up, his voice soft and quiet, a bit meek and silent, but audible, a hint of slight stutter.

“Hello?...”

He says, awaiting the response.