[Luckily—maybe, or maybe not—for Sakuya, he isn't easily cowed. He can tell, this close up, that this creature is a living thing, despite appearances . . . how odd. Well, he's becoming used to it, living in this bizarre colony. But this is still an experience outside of the ordinary.
He draws himself up to his full height, which is still less than half of this—creature's, and looks it in the eye.]
Yes? Can you understand me? What are you staring at?
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He draws himself up to his full height, which is still less than half of this—creature's, and looks it in the eye.]
Yes? Can you understand me? What are you staring at?