Hm... [b]The man's grey eyes stare out towards the sky, either be it a sixth sense, or common knowledge, due to your direction of screaming. His back hunched over, causing creases in the coat as he stood. He began his walk over with a slight limp, eventually reaching a short distance of three meters away from the man. Silently, his gaze looked out over the horizon... Until he spoke up once again.[/b] Perhaps, but... That's something you can turn around. Be it into joy... [b]He paused again, to drop the lighted stick, grinding it under his foot with a "bleh."[/b] Or unparalleled rage.