The way he doesn't blink, Vanadi will admit, is pretty unnerving. Sure, he's seen it before, but never on anything so generally kitrite-looking. He slips into a thoughtful stare, though, and taps a finger against his chin. There's a hunch forming.

"Let's see... you must be someone I've heard of." He quirks a smile, growing more sure of himself. "Marduk, maybe?"