The man's eyes gleamed at their act of defiance and a pale pink tongue ran along his lower lip. "Ah. The little rabbits have found solace in each other."
He raised his hand, and they all froze. It was almost as if there was a force that was holding them down, preventing them from moving. Artin's eye narrowed slightly, using up as much force as he could.
'You.' He spoke in the mind of the pale-haired man.
The man gave him a once over, his hair swaying with the movement. "Ah." He took a small step forward and tipped Artin's head up to look into his eyes. After this action, his lips pulled further up into a smile. "It would seem that I have found one of my kin on this side of the Gate. Have you been disregarded by them as well?" he ran his hand along Artin's chin, his other hand twirling itself around his red hair.
