Hisoka jumped as he was spoken to. The man certainly had a way about him. It was eerie and made the teen's skin crawl. And the emotions that he gave off, while not crashing into him, were steady enough that it was trying to knock him off balance. He didn't like that feeling at all.

Trying to keep his footing and not look like he was about to pass out, the young shingami looked up at him - feeling rather short in comparison. His acid green eyes gazed upon the man, not able to see past the long bangs.

"I... I was just..." He really didn't know what to say at this point.