[the creature - the emotion, exhales slowly, and lets yasusada wrap its hand.
just as slowly, it turns its hand over, looking at the palm. it closes its fingers into a fist, gently petting the scarf. the dripping stops. kagemaru. it can be that. the nervous energy fades. they exist, they exist, they exist. they have an identity. that's important.]
That is what is done. [it says, in that same soft voice.] I exist now, and so...
[it wants a cake.
on the far wall, a notecard falls down to the floor.]
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just as slowly, it turns its hand over, looking at the palm. it closes its fingers into a fist, gently petting the scarf. the dripping stops. kagemaru. it can be that. the nervous energy fades. they exist, they exist, they exist. they have an identity. that's important.]
That is what is done. [it says, in that same soft voice.] I exist now, and so...
[it wants a cake.
on the far wall, a notecard falls down to the floor.]
That... will help.