Re: Holding Pens: Buffy
He never looked into another's mind without permission, okay most of the time. But he didn't need to looking into the girl's mind to know what she was thinking. Her face would pretty much a road map of everything he needed to know. He looked down at the ground and shook some dirt off his shoes.
"Perhaps I can still be harmless." He looked back up at her, his grey eyes sparkling with mischief. "While I was not sold like the usually human I still remember my time as human." He said. "I do remembering being forced..." He stopped and cleared his throat, taking a step back. Some times his humanity took over and in wanting to get to know a human he gave away parts of himself. "Pardon me. I don't mean to bore you with my sad tell."