[He's cold, ridiculously so. That alone sets him on edge, never liking how it seemed to just seep right into his bones. He huffs and casually pulls his jacket around himself further; appearances, appearances-- always appearances first despite there being no one around... a crash. Was there really no one?
He casts a quick look around the room to double check before taking a few steps toward a mirror before he stops himself, brows furrowing in confusion. That was his name just now, wasn't it? Why he'd gone so readily, that familiar voice. The movement had brought him closer to one of the pools scattered about, and he looks back over toward the mirrors before he decides that peering into the water for a second or two while he's there won't hurt.]