Wondering if my intentions will soon replace what is in front of me
Since there is a seat so clearly offered up, Osozo sits beside Wessex, with no regard for personal space or sense as they pull their legs in and watch her, waiting for the questions. The first one is easy, one of their hands lifting to tug absently at a strand, the blue bleeding away to green, then yellow. "I don't control it. Not intentionally, at least." They let their hand drop again with a shrug.
The next question has them cocking their head all over again, red eyes shifting to a dark purple, splashes of the same hue invading their hair. As she explains more though, Osozo's face clears up, and they nod along. "I don't know if my purpose is quite as grand as that." They begin with a soft laugh. "I am the first, like this. Not the same way that you're the First, of course." There's another laugh, brighter this time. "I am here to experience the world, as something new. To offer raw data for those that come after me." It goes hand in hand with the clinical clip of Wessex's words, a fact that doesn't seem to bother Osozo in the least. "I intend to leave something for them to live up to."
The next question has them cocking their head all over again, red eyes shifting to a dark purple, splashes of the same hue invading their hair. As she explains more though, Osozo's face clears up, and they nod along. "I don't know if my purpose is quite as grand as that." They begin with a soft laugh. "I am the first, like this. Not the same way that you're the First, of course." There's another laugh, brighter this time. "I am here to experience the world, as something new. To offer raw data for those that come after me." It goes hand in hand with the clinical clip of Wessex's words, a fact that doesn't seem to bother Osozo in the least. "I intend to leave something for them to live up to."
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