[ Oscar practically slides backwards into the darkened hall, eyes still on John. It's an impressive degree of dedication. He does his best to look patient about it instead of amused. ]

I don't take offense. We didn't begin on the best foot... and I know the aesthetics [ He gestures, vaguely, to the blacks of his eyes. ] don't put everyone at ease. Necromancy doesn't always translate well.

[ That said, he steps further in to follow her polite gesture. ]

May I say hello?

[ He says it like someone intending to let a dog sniff his hand, but he only looks down to address the fox directly. ]

I'm hoping you can help Willow solve her problem.