It occurs to me that I actually haven't spoken my name to anyone else even once since arriving here.

...I cannot tell whether that is a step in the right direction or not.

I am, however, inclined to think yes, for some reason. The less I have to do with this universe, the better, I suppose. My own home dimension is the only one I need to concern myself with.

I will not, however, allow myself to be content with just sitting around and waiting. There must be something...

...Hmph.

Help is unnecessary, to say the least. I'll find what I need to find myself.

If there was some way to come to this place, there certainly must be a method of getting out.

((OOC: Feel free to point out the obvious irrationality of his words, people. 8D Also, I'm very tempted to say Haou goes out to explore by himself and then gets hurt due to his currently awkward control of this body and its powers... Maybe possibly.))

...This is absolutely ridiculous.

This-- this thing that I am... heh. It would figure that I would turn into a representation of the monster that I am in time. Though... this certainly isn't the way I'd have thought it would happen at all.

My armor is gone, and suddenly I'm a quadruped, something I can't identify, not even human anymore, covered in white fur... it isn't fitting of what I used to be. However... the claws and blade on the side of my head are fairly useful, it seems.

...Merely a brief inconvenience as a whole, I'm sure.