The part of him that had been Micheal Shelley was tinged with recognition as he stared at the new Archival Assistant.

The part that was no longer human, meaning all of him, was very very out of its depth.

I mean… how do you react to seeing someone that your once-human host held dear? That’s not an everyday situation. Even for Micheal.

“You are… someone I have met before..”

His tone is almost reverent, but that smile is still there. Constantly grinning like a bobcat