“Ooh~?” Scratching his head, Kizaru peers at you curiously through his orange shades. With his usual lax face, he gives you his half smile. “and you are~?” he asks politely, yet very slow and drawn, like he’s disinterested, though he doesn’t seem to be, maybe it’s his age that has a factor, as he seems rather formal actually, but more chill and laid-back than formal. His laxity is seen in his stance, as his hands are his pockets , as he looks down at you with his incredible height, waiting for your response intently.