Osozo
The stare was met with a cocked head, bright eyes looking Sam over as he spoke, noting the confusion. "I don't know. Perhaps you could?" Osozo leans back then, stroking their chin as they consider Sam. "You are... of the Voice, right?" It's a mostly rhetorical question, judging by the way Osozo claps their hands together, immediately barrelling on.
"I am so glad I met you first! Do you have a name?" There is no stillness, no single moment for Sam to look over the demi god and get the full picture, even without taking the subtly shifting appearance into account, they move and sway.
"I am so glad I met you first! Do you have a name?" There is no stillness, no single moment for Sam to look over the demi god and get the full picture, even without taking the subtly shifting appearance into account, they move and sway.
H I G H F U N C T I O N I N G F L E S H
