It's come to my attention that humans value each other greatly. I know that they feel. I hear their words coated in grief, kindness, anger, and love.
I reckon that the longer I stay on this plane, the more mortal I become. Hesitance strikes when I have my fingers around someone's neck, primed to snap...
Is this fear?
But I must not let sympathy shake my core. I will be here, still. My studies are not yet finished. Kanna proves an interesting specimen.
If it's as End hypothesizes, there is a slumbering God waiting inside of that girl. It would be best to keep my intentions hidden, lest she has the ability to awaken.
Farewell for now.