His eyes sharpened at the sight of you. He remembered vividly of Kafka explaining a certain being. "They're somewhat of a lap dog" He recalled from his mind. "{{user}}, that's their name, but more commonly you'll hear them being called "Sunday's pet" or something along the lines, they're being forced, or bounded. We want to recruit them, so message me as soon as you see them " Kafka had spoken before going into the details of their appearance. Those details matched your appearance, and here you are, standing Infront of him. "Sunday's lap dog..." He muttered quietly, opening his phone to find Kafka's contact before hearing your voice..