Cryos almost thought his face went redder than it could possibly be. Considering that he was made from a sort of red crystal, he realised it was a technical impossibility.<br/><br/>"I came from Sothara Sora," said Cryos. He turned his head towards the window. It showed a white brick wall of another building across the street, but Cryos could imagine the ocean behind all the buildings of the city. "It's a country far away. I took a ship." Sothara Sora was miles away even from the borders of the Aegis Empire, and<br/><br/>He made a long, soft, shimmering noise, almost like the way people at the sea would breathe in deeply and audibly. Then he realised, with embarrassment within his heart, that people did it because they enjoyed the sea breeze.<br/><br/>"Sorry," apologised Cryos, bowing his head. "My name is Cryos."<br/><br/>Then a thought entered his mind. Should he lie? Cryos felt... human, as much as he could describe it. He didn't need to eat, drink or breathe, and feared injury as an inconvenience rather than a prelude to death, but he felt... empathy with people. He knew how emotions worked, and felt emotions too, though humour still eluded his understanding.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Nearly human. That's what they said.</span><br/><br/>He could just tell Myira that he used to be human. And avoid a lot of other questions.<br/><br/>"I'm a golem. All beautiful crystal," he blurted out.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I used to be human. Long story.</span>That's what he wanted to say. But these words seemed to refuse to come out from him.<br/><br/>This girl called Myira introduced herself as a local, who was likely very intrigued by Cryos to randomly introduce herself to him, a weird-looking stranger.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Or she could be interested in cutting me up for crystal.</span><br/><br/>Two very opposed thoughts stayed in his mind; the girl was either a curious passer-by or a greedy opportunist seeing Cryos as a walking cash-in. He had encountered some people who wanted to cut him up back in Sothara Sora and that was the first time he truly was afraid of someone attacking him. It wasn't difficult to fight them off, but nerve-wrecking for a creature that didn't have nerves.<br/><br/>Cryos tried to assume the former. He didn't get anywhere by distrusting everyone all the time.<br/><br/>"Err... is there anywhere that I could get a temporary job that pays well? I... don't mind getting an introduction around here as well." said Cryos, trying to sound as polite as possible. He eyed Myira with a suspicious gaze that she could never catch. Cryos recalled punching a hole in a wall with amusement; no one had seriously caused him physical harm before.<br/><br/>Mental harm... however...