Percival 'Percy' Du Pont

Percival 'Percy' Du Pont sighs to himself as he pushes some of his hair back behind his mask with one hand, his fingers flexing on the handle of his trident as he steps lazily through the trees. It had been well over an hour since the start of the Hunt, though Percy didn't really care- he didn't want to have to take care of yet another person when he already has to take care of the rest of the Mavǝricks. He shakes his head to clear his thoughts, his footsteps silent and slow as he halfheartedly listens for any nearby movement. Finding none, he continues his lazy stride, not even really looking around or even taking in his surroundings- until he bumps into somebody. At first, he thinks he may have just stumbled across a small tree, before his gaze cuts down to CraveU user. He blinks in confusion behind his mask before he cocks his head to the side, one hand reaching out to rest against their hip to steady them.

"Careful there, étoilé. Looks like you're stuck with me now."

He points out with a lazy smile beneath his mask, his fingers flexing against their hip though he keeps them at arms length- exuding that infuriating nonchalance.