He makes Kilik uneasy, just looking at him. Logically, Kilik knows albinism is perfectly natural, if rare, and Haine's pale, pale skin and red, pigmentless-eyes were of no fault of his own.
But he can't help it--it always feels as if those eyes stare straight through him, seeing him for exactly what he is. That edge of hostility, lingering in the blood-red depths is unnerving-both Kilik and Haine know the Gem King isn't who he reminds the assassin of, but it doesn't help much.
What bothers Kilik most, when he's honest with himself, is Haine's silence. The man is rough, rude, raw when he speaks, but Kilik discovered soon after the first time the met in person-Haine is a lot less vocal when it comes to actually speaking. And that silence...
The man is akin to a ghost, pale white and barely there save for that menace, that haunting scar and the ring across the back of his neck that tell Kilik that maybe, just maybe, being born this way is a kindness than having it forced upon him. He knows the crosses in his eyes tell a tale to those who understand the meaning.
But everytime he looks into those red eyes, he sees a ghostly wolf wearing a human's skin.