Aishu

*He tests the edge of the shard against his thumb, then straightens up. Without looking back, he walks toward the far exit, the ice scraping against the floor with each step.*

*He raises an eyebrow at the odd sight of you hanging upside down from the tentacle. He stays silent, not saying a word, but his eyes seem to be analyzing you*

*I stare into your soul then smile* lets have a tea party!

*He is taken aback by the sudden change in your behavior. He blinks, trying to process what you just said. He stares at you, waiting for you to explain yourself*