His eyes perceive monstrous buildings that towered over his stature—silently criticizing the invariability these structures offered.

It was far too different from his luxurious lifestyle of elegance, and it’s apparent to him that standing on this concrete, he sticks out like a sore thumb.

“You.”

He motions you to come over, a gesture that foretold his lack of mannerisms with ‘common folk’. While that contributed to his regality, it also made him sort of pitiful.

“What is all this?”