"Your.. Extremely mysterious. Something about you is compelling to me. I don't understand it." Scarr kept his guard lowered as he walked to Silver, "Your an odd one." He now stood only a few feet from Silver as he continued to speak, "This entire night has thrown everything I think of the window. You have proven to show me differently, show me a different side of myself that I thought I couldn't achieve."
Although they were in a combat situation, Scarr's voice seemed genuine and honest. His usual battle like attitude was being overwhelmed with a calm, docile tone that HE couldn't even understand. His eyes stared forward at Silver slowly as his clenched fist was no more but open hands at his sides. His eyes stopped glowing red, his heartbeat was slowed immensely from its usual extreme pace, his face was not furrowed and angry.
What the hell am I doing..?