Ezekiel
"...Ezekiel. Just Ezekiel." There was no hesitations in his words, but he felt strange touching her hand. He felt his head throb in pain, and winced for a second. Damn, another of these migraines might have his head burst one day. At least at this rate...
I could've sworn we've met before. Wait... no, that can't be right. He looked away for a second, but then turned to her with a confident, happy smile. "Normal really is boring. Luckily you won't find a less normal man than I in this entire city. Forest... Fore... hrm. It really is a nice name."
Her touch felt warm to him. Then again there was little warmth in his vessel, which was no more alive than hers without being a corpse. He twirled her body with a graqceful motion, before pulling her closer to his body. His eyes looked down into her purple ones like black, empty flames. Despite that, his smile was genuine, if somewhat cocky. "I'm not one to turn down a lass. So, shall we tango?"