[i][b]The man approaches him, taking note of his appearance and outfitting as he moves, the air around him quickly brushing past, his hood falling to reveal the partially charred face of JT, Grneral of the NTR. [/b][/i]"Eric" [b][i]He calls out, slightly recognizing him, taking careful note of how he reacts; Uptight, treating a general with respect, or relaxed, as he knows JT. He stops in front of him and smiles, his left hand naturally resting on the hilt of the revolver in the middle, his right hand on the stock of his gun. [/i][/b]"You've definitely changed" [b][i]He said, his tone softer than beforehand, as to not sound overly uptight. [/i][/b]