Hazama
Hazama smiled and walked around the armored man. His steps, his face, his smile, everything about his tone and attitude spoke slimy, like a snake playing nice and coiling around his victim just before gobbling it up.
"My my, quite the gadget you got there. I'm quite jealous, really. And at such a young age.... aah, the wonders of youth."
Suddenly, he was behind him and opened his golden, snakelike eyes as if staring down on him. Just like a serpent looking down on food, he smiled.
"So what are you doing? I'm sure you must have one interesting hobby or another, mister Je-re-my~"