<div class="floatleft">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/000/471/569/large/kevin-hou-original-prbq-0dd600004dd5125f.jpg?1443929380)</div>Who: Bigby<br/>Where: Southern Germany<br/>What: Acquaintances<br/>With Who: Red, Sun, Kit others<br/><hr/><br/>He gently moved his head towards the woman with Sun Wukong, as if expecting her to say something. If she had an insult prepared...he would take any. For he sensed that she was a woman full of fear, and while he had no idea who she was aside from that, in his hidden eyes, she was greater than every "great hero" here. She had put aside her fear, for whatever reason, and chose to come here. And even choosing to speak towards him was a decision worthy of respect, even if it was born of ignorance for what he was.<br/><br/>"I was complimenting your humility, Monkey King. It is one thing to say you are equal, it is another to say that THEY are equal to YOU." There was a smile, but under the hood, his eyes could not be seen. A deliberate choice. Eyes were too easy to read, and not showing the eyes made it easier to scare people. Something about hiding them was creepy, it seemed.<br/><br/>He suddenly stood up straight, no longer hunched over like a hermit with a cane. "Yes...let us go to this dinner." He said, even as he cast his gaze upward. But as he turned to head to the dining hall, he took Red aside. "It has been too long since we were together. And war brings us together. How has life been treating you?" He asked. He was chatting with an old friend, even if said friend led to his previous death.