Alabaster watched him closely, like he was the only important thing right now. Looking him over and his unique features, he just couldn’t get over the man’s eyes and a spark lit in his eyes when Vos thought it best to answer his question. A race of shapeshifters, uh? Now –that- was interesting. “Shapeshifters?” He asked as if not fully comprehending what he was being told, “So Kelvics can shapeshift?” He asked slowly absorbing the information given to him. It was kind of exciting to meet a Kelvic, “Well,” Naturally this would be the next question, “What can you shapeshift into? Anything?” He asked, the curiosity and excitement building in his voice.
He smiled politely back up at him, waiting for an answer unsure why he didn’t want to rent an apartment. He wasn’t an idiot and could tell when someone wanted to just be left alone. He knew that Vos wanted to leave and just be though with him. It was something easy to pick up on, when one doesn’t want to be talked to. They give out a sort of vibe, and he was getting the full message. Although outweighing that was his curiosity for the person and the longing for answers. That, the search for answers, was far more important than anyone being comfortable, and that was how he really felt.
Those eyes of Alabasters looked up into the Kelvics mentally prodding for answers or any sort. He wanted to read him, something he wasn’t very good at, or at least wouldn’t admit to. Body language says a lot about a person, how confident they are, what kind of personality they have, and just how open to conversation they were. All of this could be told, to a skilled person, with a blink of an eye. A blink and countless unconscious messages about the person can be obtained.