Zarek stood in silence for a moment before looking to the side. Not far from him, about three meters or so, there was a relatively short alien. Honestly, he looked like a child carrying the head of an adult on his shoulders.
Normally, Zarek might think that this was some form of dwarfism, but the body proportions were off. It was well and truly the body of a child and didn't carry the same look as one might expect from a little person.
Instead, Zarek was a lot more inclined to believe that this was a five-year-old—if not for the fact he had stubble on his face and had a head that was about two times too big for his body.
There was a crown wrapped tightly around the boy-man's head, pulsing with a peculiar Godsfall Zarek had never sensed before.
Still, Zarek knew better than to try and use his Scouting Skill here.
"Hey there," Zarek said with a smile.
The boy-man looked at Zarek for a moment and raised an eyebrow.
"What do you want?"
"What? We can't be friends?"
