Izuru stands by himself, seemingly staring off into nothing, lost in his mind. He appears fairly striking, with ridiculously long flowing dark hair with red eyes that have what look to be target radars as pupils. Clearly he was deeply contemplating something, looking rather emotionless while doing so. He then spoke to himself.

“...Everything is as I predicted. All the minor variances are insignificant ripples…”

It seemed like he knew everything that was going to happen next, down to the very last detail. Thus making him rather unamused.