Nubias raised his head and looked over at the gentleman, the shadow of his hood veiling his eyes.<br/>"You speak as if I am an expected guest. Perhaps you have mistaken for someone else." Nubias replied.<br/><br/>Nubias couldn't help but notice how strangely dressed the man was. From his rainbow tie to the purple and blue striped shirt he wore, but most peculiar was the mask he wore-similar to one a clown would wear. Judging by ho closely he sat to the other man, Nubias assumed they were companions of some sort. Though if they were, the other one couldn't be any further away on the spectrum of attire. In contrast he wore what looked to be a uniform, complete with a red beret and black boots as well. Perhaps they were part of a circus, he thought.