"A silent eve for you once again, Saiyan?" Came the hushed tones of a being far beyond him in the grand hierarchy of the cosmic order. Akin to a passing breeze it seemed to flit from shoulder to shoulder as pastel violet eyes scanned the surroundings. The man, in question being spoken to, couldn't help but muster a mute curvature at the corners of his lips. Tequil, always on his heels; or so he jested time and time again.
"Aren't they always, these days, Tequil?" He silently replied, rounding a corner. "At least one can say I've opted for a change in pace. Canti's is a place I haven't yet visited, despite my familiarity with this city." He mused aloud. Truer words went unspoken. The violet clad paragon had seen many a location in the depths of this monolithic metropolis and, yet, this off the beaten path diner hadn't been one of them. Lithe digits fingered a well-worn object within his inner breast pocket; a small book he often brought along as mild reading material in times he chose to go out.
"Quite a shame a man such as yourself has little, to no, company. A man alone, albeit a solitary stone, wears down sooner or later; but far be it from me to tell you how to live your life." Hush whispers continued. Despite having little, to nothing, invested in the man, save for his teachings, he still happened to offer small morsels of knowledge when he saw fit to. And while he'd not known the man for long, per-say, he'd gleaned enough to know that Vegeshin, for the man he happened to be, had hardly a friend in anyone.
"I've been alone for some time, Tequil. I've grown accustomed to the silence. It can be deafening at times, but it's something I'm accustomed to. And it's not all that bad, either." Violet eyes, unwavering, seemed confident as he replied. Solid. Unflinching. Unfaltering.
Only then did the clanging and clattering of something adrift the breeze catch his ears. His pace quickened, but not significantly so, and shortly thereafter did he come upon the diner's entrance. Keen eyes as they were, they initially missed the seemingly small and anthropomorphic creature tucked away in a corner near the door. At this point in time, Tequil seemed to dissipate into the air, likely back to Vegeshin's abode, or his own, leaving the man with violet laden hair to his own devices.
Silence began to radiate for a brief moment in time as Vegeshin studied it. Despite the night shade that clad a majority of the area in darkness, the neon glow and soft luminescence of the streetlights offered enough for him to discern certainties; one of which appeared to be a book the creature sat upon. Astute senses also picked up the tell-tale funk of something that hadn't bathed in some time. Sympathy began to drift into his conscience as he slowly pieced things together; the upturned cigarette catcher only added to his conclusion.
The question now therein lay; did he speak? Vegeshin had come across stranger things in his time here. Speaking to an animal, or something resembling an animal, wouldn't come off as all that peculiar.
"Mmn. I'd planned on grabbing a meal. Not sure on your situation, but if you like...I can see about getting you fed if you like." He offered in a mild tone. "Perhaps after, assuming things go well...We can see about getting you bathed and, perhaps, something to clad yourself in; a cloak or a shawl..." He added before smiling. "That is if you're open to the suggestion."