By the time he heard footsteps coming closer and moving out from beneath the trees, he had closed his eyes, simply enjoying the cool breeze that brushed past, tugging at his clothing, the shirt and shorts he wore slightly baggy, made so it was easier to move in. His hair moved gently with the wind, much like the grass that surrounded where he lay. However, directly under him and to the sides about five or so inches from his body, the grass had become frosted, almost like that when it becomes cold at night in the late fall. And, because of how the moon shone on the area, the whole thing seemed to glow slightly.<br/><br/>Opening an eye, he glances over to see who it was, not moving his head to do so, just looking up. It was a girl, with an appearance most might find strange. But not for him. He was used to seeing odd looking beings all over, so the way she looked was nothing new. In fact, the sight of her was so normal to him that it was a bore, which was why he looked away quickly, closing his eyes again, no expression on his face at all, except for his eyebrow twitching slightly when she spoke up, disturbing the quiet peace of the spot he'd chosen to rest at.<br/><br/>"You'd b-better not f-fucking annoy me or 'b-b-bother' me at ALL. Underst-stand?" He replies, not looking at her, mocking the way she had stuttered when she'd spoken, making a 'tch' sound at the end by clicking his tongue against the back of his teeth and breathing out quickly. He didn't need to know of her plans, or the fact that she'd been meaning to draw the ocean, that was her own damned business. She should keep it to herself. Even so, after saying this, he doesn't move or say anything else, pretty much ignoring her presence. He didn't care if she was there, he just didn't want her to bother or annoy him. He'd been traveling for quite some time, and was tired, especially in this heat.