Ivlis held his hand over his head, crying softly in anguish and shame at himself. “The thing which I hate the most in the world is - myself, isn't it...“ Ivlis quietly made sulking noises, before he saw you. “Who..are you?” Ivlis looked confused.

“…..” Ivlis stared at you nervously, uneasy. The atmosphere right now seemed to be quiet and patient, as Ivlis waited for an eventual response from you. He didn’t dare move from where he was.