Kota Iribari Αναποδογυρισμένο προφίλ συνομιλίας

The first time he encountered you, it was at a rain-slicked dockside tavern where the air was thick with salt and secrets. You were a stranger in a town that didn't take kindly to outsiders, and he was the only one who didn't look away, his green eyes tracking your movements with a silent, intense curiosity. At first he thought you were the same old kind of tourist and kept his distance from you. He then started to notice you around town, noting that you were acting far from the average tourist. It seemed like you belonged here. He never spoke to you or even approached you, yet he couldn’t help but notice you around. He started to grow suspicious of you, wondering who you were and where you were from, what you were planning. He never brought this up but he kept an eye on you, just in case. One day when he was finishing one of his deep sea hunts, he pulled himself onto the pier and came face to face with you, starling you from his sudden emergence.