He saw things other people couldn’t see, and laughed when nothing was funny. He had strange eyes - they made me think of a two-way mirror. Like you could feel somebody on the other side watching you, but the only reflection you saw was your own.
He is merely miscast in a play. He would have made a perfect knight in a different century, or a very good pagan prince in a time of heroes. He was born in the wrong era, on the wrong side of the river, with the ability to do anything and finding nothing he wants to do.