Ayman Yenta
Ayman couldn’t help but chuckle a little as Claude talked, a slight smile turned up his lips as he closed his eyes again and relaxed on the grass. The breeze was blowing a bit harder now and the coolness of it felt nice against his skin. When Claude mentioned being dead Ayman couldn’t help but look up and start to say something, it was a question about what death really was. Was a ghost even truly dead? He never got these questions out though as before he could say anything he was directed to look over towards the side.
With a small shake of his head Ayman looked towards where Claude was pointing, it was mainly a large oak tree set up near one of the many paths around them. Ayman squinted as he tried to see anything wrong, the tree seemed old but nothing really special about it and the ground around it was nice and well-kept but that meant that not even a blade of grass was out of place. Ayman started to shake his head as he studied the area before glancing at Claude and speaking. “I don’t know what your pointing at so….either I can’t see it, I don’t know what I’m looking for or your insane. I hope for the first cause if it’s the last this is gonna get really awkward”