Now comes the other question. Do you want the detailed talk? Or focus on the slightly unsettlingly off carnival?

[He pushes away from the tree to join him. His folded arms had hid his right is made of white metal or judging by the exposed hand, the hand is.] I’m Shiro, and I’ve been here a while. I can fill in those blanks as much as I can any time you’re ready to hear it.