[ Even in this form, he still retains a subdued form of kindness. Twisted by the void it may be, but the humans he once knew had engraved it into their memory, impressed upon his Saint Graph with reverence as they did with someone else. And so he carries it, both out of a lack of choice and a lack of opinion either way.
Though, the reason he picks a cat and not some other animal is entirely personal. ]
.... what are they doing?
[ He's been compliant with Mozart's antics, gaze following the human girls as they recede into the distance. A curious gesture, he thinks - but not one that's entirely comprehensible.
Surely, they do not feel his aura. Yet, are black cats not unlucky? ]
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Though, the reason he picks a cat and not some other animal is entirely personal. ]
.... what are they doing?
[ He's been compliant with Mozart's antics, gaze following the human girls as they recede into the distance. A curious gesture, he thinks - but not one that's entirely comprehensible.
Surely, they do not feel his aura. Yet, are black cats not unlucky? ]