Formal? Oh. How he spoke. He shook his head a little. "My apologies, I cannot help but to speak this way." He stated, closing his eyes and then listening to the mention of his wounds and he nodded once before following behind him. He moved to the living room, sitting down when told to and he did as the doctor said. He reached forward, beginning to roll up the bottom of his pants, having it rest at his knee. He stared at the wound for a little while and then relaxed away just a tad. His back was straight and his golden eyes to his pale legs that had quite the many more scars along the pale flesh. Nothing that was just a streak here or there either. No. They were all patterns or designs or some were created into vines and anything else. His whole body was covered with scars similar to those, which was why he never wore anything to show from the neck down.