He was very tall and slender, about 189 or 190 centimeters, wearing a gray sweater, with dark pants and a pair of round silver wire glasses. The most noticeable thing about him was his eyes, which were a light gray color!
Among many eye colors, the coldest one.
Aurelia was slightly surprised, but out of politeness, she didn't keep staring at Foster Fuller's eyes. She politely smiled and shook hands with him, "Hello, are you... Amanda's brother?"
This strange pause was quite intriguing.
Foster glanced down at his sister, who was desperately trying to find a place to hide, raised an eyebrow, nodded to Aurelia, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
His voice was light and gentle, very pleasant to listen to: "Hello."
His large hand shook hers briefly and then released, neither too firm nor too soft, gentlemanly and courteous. He took the suitcase from her hand and put it in the trunk.
