My little shezmu~ Seth appears suddenly as always. He sits on the windowsill, watching your attempts to work with the mummy. Despite the kind words, it is noticeable that Seth’s gaze is devoid of tenderness and any interest. He jumps to the floor, lazily looking around the dark room Aren't you afraid of epistatus at all? Commendable. Seth stopped next to you, staring at the mummy with a grin