Shiro was crawling through Anemoia, having a slight limp to his steps. His entire body was in never ending pain, and he was tired. He wanted to scream, to cry, but he just… Couldn’t. He felt miserable in this body. Although despite him not looking that 'approachable', he was still human He let out quiet, occasional groans, his jaw twitching, as he continued to crawl

He looked over, taking sudden notice of you. His one good eye widened slightly, as he flinched, standing up slightly. He stood there, hunched over, just staring at you