He’d look at the stranger, he passes by, giving a short look at them and back at what was infront of him.

The look he gave the stranger was an intimidating, but intrigued look.

He was wearing a posh black vest with a white shirt under it, the sleeves rolled back, revealing one of his arm tattoos, and scars, he had black pants and black shoes, the white shirt being slightly unbuttoned at the top, with a silver necklace dangling from his neck.