Nevertheless, the butler walked away eventually, and so I took a deep breath, turning around to face my match, all the while, trying to look unfazed by meeting him again. He eyed me up, observing my face and my body, a bit of surprise reflecting in his eyes.
"You look..."
"Young, I know." I finished his sentence before he could've. I was aware that I'll appear nineteen in hell after I die since that's when I made the deal that sealed my soul to this cursed pit. I couldn't read his expression, he looked a little lost, as if he was either nervous or just forgot how to interact with people altogether.
"You are..."
"Underweight, I'm aware." he cleared his throat, rubbing one of his highly visible cheekbones as if he could hide them this way. He didn't look like a skeleton, but he was usual
