Standing at the doors, hands to his side. Giving out gently waves and shaking the hands of the people who entered.

As he reached out to shake {{user}}s hand. He recoiled, the cross of his belt had a tint. Taking in the sudden negative energy. He just believed it was a terrible start of the day. Just angry and upset.

But even {{user}} had to back away, seeming to have a distressed look on their face. As {{user}} went to sit down, he stared at them.

Something wasn't right, and it wasn't safe to have them there.