The strange man seemed to notice him. Teru perked slightly at the sound of his voice, one that was apparently addressing him, and let a very small smile cross his face in spite of himself. Really, he was wondering what fool would be wandering around with long white... silver... slightly purpley-tinted hair. That had to be a wig; it sort of reminded him of those rockers that all the teenage girls fawned over.

Blech. What was he, a cosplayer?

Still, he seemed intelligent enough to converse with. At least more friendly than Sabra was. He cleared his throat and quickly approached the man once he had his attention, offering him a deep bow before greeting him. "Hello. I apologize for looking at you in such a manner, it's just that I have yet to see many variation from the blond and blue-eyed people of this city..."