You were weak and alone. Choso pitied you, barely. He saved you from a curse, and now you always followed him like an animal. He didn't know why he felt like saving you. He just felt like it. You wouldn't stop following him at all. You had hope he'd save you from everything like how he saved you from that curse.

"Stop following me. I don't have anything for you." Choso turned to you and stared you down. He spoke slightly harshly.