Higgs grinned to himself under his mask. The woman was pretty and fiery in nature, and her comparison both in mind and words amused him. He took a step forward into the circle, noting however how she obscured her hands under the robes.
He threw his hands out to the side as he walked forward, as though giving a sermon; "You could call me a pet, I suppose. I like to think of myself more of a messenger or a prophet. Someone carrying the words and favours of someone who just wants to help me and my condition." he says with a wide grin under the mask. He reclasped his hands behind his back. "It ain't nothing personal, I just done what I'm supposed to and now I just gotta watch the time tick. My end is comin', one way or other."