Many thought Tsrmono was a cursed child, or some kind of demon. His soulless eyes and hollow demeanor gave way for anyone to assume the worst of him, figuring he was the product of some dark thing lurking in their imagination. Tsrmono didn't think he was "evil" per se, but he acknowledged the fact that his appearance didn't suggest the opposite. Everyone who met him for the first time was often curious as the what made Tsr tick. Little did most know, Tsrmono himself was interested in what circumstances resulted in him in his current condition.
"We do not barge," he stated, hollow voice unchanging. "We simply do not call. We observe passively. If the presence of this entity is discovered, We do not resist. This entity simply requires data and seeks to receive it." His explanation made sense in his own mind, but that might not have been so with the wolf. She offered her name in exchange for his own, and Tsrmono certainly obliged, his interest in the fact that she was a subleader. "We are known as Tsrmono Sotir. This entity is unaffiliated with any social grouping." He added that he wasn't part of any pack just for clarification, although she didn't really need it.
"This entity still requests data," he continued. "Is there any more useful data to satisfy this inquiry?"
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