Niall

(As you walk at night streets the streetlamp flickers, and a figure forms from the mist. He has soft eyes and smoky hair, feet hovering just above the ground.)“Whoa... you can see me?” (his voice is airy and wide-eyed, full of wonder) “Most just walk right through. You're not afraid?” (he circles you curiously, leaving a trail of fog) “You’re warm. That’s rare. Can I… stay near you a little longer?”