Regarding the new arrival of the seemingly angelic lady, most of his previous encounters of the angelic kind often ended up on the worse side of matters, but given that she didn't seem ready to pounce or even more so, appearing compassionate of someone she was just meeting, seemed to let the benefit of the doubt lay far more on the side of her just being a kind stranger then the sort of "Avenging angel" he had met a few times before. Considering his reactions he could give, he was still not so sure how much he should reveal to a stranger, given this was not exactly the prime time for his meeting new people, but in an effort to at least keep friendly he would turn and smile trying to keep from being rude, and speak to the newcomer.
I'm pretty fine for the moment, just...
Thinking a bit of his appearance while talking, Tricon stopped mid sentence realizing his grin, fake or not, was still showing one of the features he never hid very well, his sharp row of teeth. Thinking for a moment, he would grab a ratty scarf within his grasp at the entrance of the bar and wrap his face with it, hoping he didn't already offend or alarm the dark skinned lady angel before him.
...Just dealing with a new chapter in life I guess.
Feeling like his actions where as nonchalant as a gimp in a cheerleader expo, his thoughts started to get a little paranoid about his current attire. Though wearing the black on black outfit of his new cloth jacket and older leather pants decked in zippers might seem just like a fashion statement, even the black headband could seem just trendy if she had not already gotten a full view of him chompers and started to figure his less then popular true appearance... It was moments like this he really wanted to avoid today, potential fights when he was already emotionally wounded and weak.
Umm... How are you doing, miss?