The young man looked around at the small apartment, and smiled walking over to a corner that was shaded from the light, he seemed to<span style="font-style: italic">pick up</span>the shadows and make a throne-like chair from them by bending and twisting them with simple will power. As he sat, he stared at the girl who was now probably going to scream. "What? never seen Shadow manipulation Magic before? Relax." he grabbed her arm and brought it up to the chair, which felt completely solid and even had shadow cushions on it.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, I can disperse it at will as well. now then..." he looked around. "What does this century eat? I'm afraid I'm running on empty here, and need to replenish my strength but I have no idea what you people eat these days." He seemed to be staring into her soul, tryng to decide something, but it wasn't apparent as to what that something was.