He'd decided to come out from his suite that evening. It was a pleasant enough night, after all, and he had gone so very long without truly observing the actions and possibly eavesdropping on the conversations of others. It was a beloved pastime of his, so why not give it a little exercise? Maiha strolled slowly, taking in his surroundings as well. It had been over a year since he'd truly taken the moment to enjoy the city which he had come to call home. He wondered what dramas had unfolded or had merely taken root since he had been away. Really, perhaps it was finally time to begin to discover them?
He walked with his hands clasped gently before him. They were gloved in lace that evening, and the rest of him was dressed much like a morbidly beautiful little doll. If he remembered correctly, the style which he'd chosen was referred to as 'gothic lolita'. It was a fashion which he had enjoyed ever since it had first come across his radar, and it had found its place within his wardrobe easily enough after his first experimentation with it.
Maiha's watchful lilac eyes glanced around almost lazily, seeing nothing really of interest - until he saw a young woman before him, in his path. She seemed to be stuck in place, as if she had no clue what she was doing, or as if she had been stricken dumb. This demeanor alone would never have made him interested, after all - stupid humans were common enough, were they not? However, she did have lovely skin, and that was always something which attracted Maiha's eyes. She also belonged to someone, for an unfamiliar scent clung to her - and there were those tags to think about as well.
"And is this a stray we have here?" He asked, as he met the girl. Maiha smiled at her, tilting his head lightly. Obviously, she was not the such as that, but he couldn't help but tease the young thing.