(( Hope you don't mind if I add a few descriptions of my own. ))<br/>Aurion looked up at the strangely dressed elf as he made his way towards him. The way he carried himself sent shivers down his spine. His boots echoed across the floorboard, coughing up dust with each step. His eyes, though green like his owns, there was no kindness or warmth mirrored in them. They were cold and shallow.<br/>Aurion nudged Draco, suggesting that they better leave while they still could. He would have spoken, but he didn't want the elf to hear him. Thinking quickly he responded to the elf's question.<br/>"Almost. Could you excuse us for a minute while my friend and I go outside to talk?"