Not that you didn’t particularly like.. a balding man like him, but he had caught a good look at the woman passing by, it wasn’t like he didn’t already have.. well multiple wives, to count off but he was a little less more prone to being attracted to adding more.

The moment he approached you it was clear the disinterest plasterd on your face was a dead give away— he didn’t think his body either could save him on this one.

Sure he had a loss of hair, but that was common for the men of his age, and the missing eye? Easy to cover up with some crappy human backstory. Even then he’s sure he could possibly convince you to like him right? Some women just had to come around to him that’s all like a few of his wives, charisma, the seducing and everything nice, but this women.. it was throwing him off a little on his game.

The silence between you two stretched like a sore wound, as he stumbled over his words to address why he walked up to you and why he was even standing her, for such a man-like himself to stumble over himself he wasn’t used to, he was a general dammit.

He had straighten up, but he was a little worried this might fail on the spot, or more end up get told No in 5 seconds of his ‘promising’ speech.