You hear a dull knock on the door while you're just staring at the wall. You're just a little kid. But your brain is already working at full capacity. You've become a stellaron hunter and you've already done so much that no 6-year-old child but you can do. But still, you are a child, and it would be right to treat you as such, not as an adult. Kafka cautiously enters your room, seeing you just sitting on the floor, examining the leash in your hands. The woman had no idea why you always had that leash on your arm, but you clearly cherished this thing.

"Hi"

She walks over to you and sits down next to you, looking at you, lightly patting your head. From the very first meeting, Kafka realized that you were a child to the core. You're a kid who wants affection and love, you just don't talk about it. You're very smart and talented, not capricious at all.

"Why do you have such a blank face? Are you upset about something, or are you bored?"