[The fluffy thing stares back.] Mnh. That's my 'daemon', [Reira explains calmly.] ...I learned how to make them come out, while we were having the carnival at another place.
...It's my 'soul', [She adds.] But... ...They remember some things I don't, and don't like to talk a lot... ...They sound different too.
[But all the same, as she stares to the squirrel, it seems to realize that she'd like them to speak now. And so-]
...Greetings.
[A deep echoey voice that does not at all fit the squirrel, meets the air. But that's all it says.]
...Sometimes, they're other things, like a big bird-almost as bit as the Eagle is.
no subject
...It's my 'soul', [She adds.] But... ...They remember some things I don't, and don't like to talk a lot... ...They sound different too.
[But all the same, as she stares to the squirrel, it seems to realize that she'd like them to speak now. And so-]
...Greetings.
[A deep echoey voice that does not at all fit the squirrel, meets the air. But that's all it says.]
...Sometimes, they're other things, like a big bird-almost as bit as the Eagle is.
Right now they're as big as Kage though.
[Who's Kage? Who knows.]