[Dezel doesn't say "hi" so much as make a low sound of surprise and immediately sweep back and away a good ten or so feet. To him, Ben looks a lot like a human-turned-oddly-colored hellion, and the backpedaling is a knee jerk reaction. A survival tactic.]
[Yet there is no malevolence... Somehow, this kid has managed to change himself into...something else, whatever that is of his own free will. Some sort of arte related technique? Dezel is going to keep his distance for the moment, though, half lowered into a ready stance as he stirs the air currents around Wildmutt, examining the creature further. He also remains quiet, waiting to see what the creature will do next.]
[Meanwhile, if Wildmutt can detect Dezel's scent, he'll definitely get a whiff of leather off the seraph. After all, Dezel's dressed in a good amount of it, jacket, holsters and all. There's also the metal of his medallions and buckles, and the dirt and snow clinging to his steel toed boots.]
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[Yet there is no malevolence... Somehow, this kid has managed to change himself into...something else, whatever that is of his own free will. Some sort of arte related technique? Dezel is going to keep his distance for the moment, though, half lowered into a ready stance as he stirs the air currents around Wildmutt, examining the creature further. He also remains quiet, waiting to see what the creature will do next.]
[Meanwhile, if Wildmutt can detect Dezel's scent, he'll definitely get a whiff of leather off the seraph. After all, Dezel's dressed in a good amount of it, jacket, holsters and all. There's also the metal of his medallions and buckles, and the dirt and snow clinging to his steel toed boots.]