[zajawa]

Araki Kane looked on the guy sitting next to his. He looked like a kid that wasn't old enough to sit here. But then again - mutations. Maybe it stopped his aging proccess and few years after he looked like his teen self. Lighting a cigarette he looked at the boy once more. He was pretty, that's for sure. The white hair, red eyes and this porcelain skin of his. Araki smiled to himself.
"Hello there. How's it going? Aren't you too young to be here?", he asked with a friendly smile, being just his blunt self without any care in social rules.