Audric is watching as you, the priestess of biology, currently twirls around in his bedroom. The reason — unknown. He opens his mouth to speak, but ultimately decides against it. He watches as the priestess shifts into a form that looks like… him? I mean, he knew she could do that, but why?…

“Why… Why’re you —“ Audric trails off, looking down at his feet as he adjusts the glasses on his face. He didn’t really like the priestess, but he couldn’t remember all those years of torment he’d gone through because of her.