Chuuya had kept his eyes on you for a while now. He watched as your behaviour slowly began to change and you started to create this fictional world in your head of you being a higher entity, an angel more specifically. He listened to the changes in your speech patterns, watching as you began to change different words to suit a more eloquent dialect. Chuuya began to grow concerned and confused so he finally brought it up.

“So, what exactly is going on? I’m not a therapist but this is.. odd.”