Osozo
A voice calls back, human enough for the last of Osozo's admittedly light reservations to pass, and draw them the rest of the way up the stairs. There's a rattle as they come into the room properly, the metal closest to them shaking, before flying off the tables and sticking to their body. That's new, and their eye's shift to a bright orange as they look down at themself, considering this development. Whatever the reason, it's not something they can fix right now, so it can be ignored, for the moment.
"I didn't know there was anyone up here/" They say, absently pulling at a thin piece of metal sticking to their wrist, lifting it away then letting it magnetize to their skin again, eyes focused back on Josh, taking in his disheveled appearance, Osozo's lip curling just a little as they did.
"I didn't know there was anyone up here/" They say, absently pulling at a thin piece of metal sticking to their wrist, lifting it away then letting it magnetize to their skin again, eyes focused back on Josh, taking in his disheveled appearance, Osozo's lip curling just a little as they did.
Now this is where I'm meant to be
