[Open] Working on a Unified Theory

but no one seems to care about honesty
so i spend too much time in my head

You're taller than he is, but that's hardly novel. Already you've flipped to a new section of your notebook and are writing like crazy. A short distance away 物の哀れ raises his head from where he's been grazing. None of this is as interesting as scrounging around for fresh clover, so quickly he turns and ignores everything. Still though, there is a fiery white deer just casually loitering about.

"We don't have a collective." You reply, voice neutral, head cocked to the side as you regard the man. "Describe your symptoms using as clear language as you can." You hold up your notebook to indicate that you will be transcribing what he has to say.