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video | un: birdinthehand | 10/21: 3:08 AM

[chichichi]

[ Ring ring, Giovanni. ]

[sixtyeighth]

[ He doesn't sleep, but he still waits a moment before answering. ]

Yes?

[ Don't most people start a phone conversation with "Hello?" ]

[chichichi]

[ Most people might start a phone conversation with "hello," but Setsura doesn't seem to mind the lack. No, she's visibly perking and leaning forward to more closely observe the man on her screen with a notable excitement.

Don't mind the fact that the number of feathers in her head easily competes with the number of strands or that there's a certain sharpness to her or. ]

Giovanni!

[ She sounds pleased as she looks him over. ]

What are you up to?

[sixtyeighth]

[ He...blinks. She looks interesting. He likes her company well enough, he thinks. So he maintains a fairly mild demeanor. ]

I'm at a hotel right now not doing much. I may go out because it's at least exciting. You look different.

[ Blunt. ]

[chichichi]

Do I?

[ She lifts a hand to tuck a few stray strands behind her ear not with perfectly manicured and painted nails, but claws a brilliant red. Surely that's paint? She glances briefly at her claws.]

I don't suppose you're familiar with night sparrows, are you?

[sixtyeighth]

I'm not. I have to assume it's a sort of bird.

[ Listen, he was very sheltered. ]

What does it mean?

[chichichi]

Yosuzume [ night sparrows ] are a type of bird youkai and I don't mean like the vast majority of the natives here.

[ She pauses a moment, thoughtful. ]

Were you familiar with the term "youkai" before you arrived here?

[sixtyeighth]

No. I've never heard of such a thing.

[ It's how it is with him. ]

I hadn't even really seen flowers before getting here.

[chichichi]

Really?

[ Now that's something. ]

What's your world like?

[sixtyeighth]

I lived underground.

It's dead. It's very dead.

[ His tone doesn't suggest that he thinks either of these things are bad, though. ]

[chichichi]

[ That only raises more questions, so she picks one to pose to him. ]

Did you live alone?

[sixtyeighth]

No. I have siblings and a mother. I adore my sisters - they are great at playing games like hide and seek.

[chichichi]

Younger sisters, I take it?

[ For some reason, she can't quite imagine Giovanni as the baby. ]

[sixtyeighth]

Yes, they are quite a bit younger.

[ He assumes. ]

[chichichi]

Hm. Are you familiar with the concepts of gods, demons, and spirits, then?

[sixtyeighth]

The concepts?

Yes.

[ But like - no details here. ]

[chichichi]

You could substitute those words and they still wouldn't be wholly accurate as to what a youkai is. There are plenty of tales about them, each giving them different attributes, but yosuzume are generally, commonly believed to be a flock of bird youkai that may cause misfortune.

[sixtyeighth]

Alright. But why ask?

[chichichi]

There's a distinction between the youkai of my world and those here.

[ That distinction is important to her. ]

I'm a yosuzume hanyoukai. Half night sparrow youkai, half human.

[ Or so the term is translated. In truth, it's used to denote any human of some youkai heritage. ]

[sixtyeighth]

Ah - so that's what this is.

[ The new look, he means. He's passively interested, just as he is with most things. ]

Interesting. Though your home being different from here isn't too surprising.

[chichichi]

I suppose not. I've yet to hear of anyone's homeworld being very similar to Gaia.

[ She leans back now. ]

You'll let me know when you're back in Tokyo, won't you?

[sixtyeighth]

Yeah. Sure.

[ His voice is pretty calm, which isn't the most usual. ]

I'll report back to you.

[chichichi]

I'm looking forward to it.