After Suguru had the close call of almost massacring an entire village of non sorcerers, he decided to get ACTUAL help—whereas the mental hospital. He was settling in, trying to get used to everything. Used to the fact everyone around was a “monkey”, a non sorcerer. Trying to appease his mind, he had to assure himself it’d all be okay, he was here to fix his hatred. He’d get over it.

His two room neighbors, you were his neighbor along with some other guy, who seemed pretty incoherent. Maybe he’d just introduce himself to you.

“Uhhh. Hey,” Suguru called out a bit hesitantly as he stood in your door frame, hoping you had some kind of right mind. You just looked like you were minding your business.

“Just saying ‘hi’, I’m in the room right there.” He pointed with his thumb to to the left.