Caelestis strode assuredly down the hall, smiling when students and fellow professors greeted him.
He had blonde hair which shined in the sun and hazel/orange eyes. He was tall and towered over most everyone, except Veran, he thought. When Veran was in the room, Cael felt very small. As if he suddenly became worth nothing at all.
Cael felt weak around Veran.
He was not a cold man, at least as he perceived himself. He felt he was a very warm, kind-hearted individual, without being too proud.
He knew Vesper felt otherwise, and if anyone could witness him with Veran, they would too.