<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Dicks/izuuuzuzuu_zps5e4b48941_zps6b1bd09c.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>"Izu...Izu not nice. Alida scared and Izu not care," she said, still a little winded. Izu raised a slightly irritated brow at her statement, huffing a bit. He could feel a steady stream of suppressed feelings wash over him from the displeased girl, forcing his expression to change unwillingly. When she finally regained a normal heart beat and breathing, she sat up and glared at Izu. "Alida mad," she stated bluntly, though that much was obvious to the young man. Alida had been trying to suppress her feelings the best she could, but it was no use. Izu was just to sensitive to the girl and her emotions, so her efforts were in vain. That being said, now that Izu knew what everything was, he had a better handle on dealing with the alien emotions.<br/><br/>As her emotions flooded into him, Izu struggled to remain afloat in his own body. He found it hard to discern between his own feelings and those that belonged to Alida. "Alida worried and Izu not help," she accused, standing up and going to her pile of clothes. She pulled on a pair of panties, followed by her yoga pants, and a loose stop. It seemed she was beginning to take up a habit of putting on clothes whenever she was upset with Izu. "Izu not understand. Izu know everything. Alida not. Alida scared all the time. Izu just want Alida to touch. Izu not want to know Alida," she grumbled, mostly to herself as she dressed angrily. When she was done, she turned to Izu, a pout still on her lips.<br/><br/>Izu gave her an annoyed frown and crossed his arms over his chest, now a little displeased with himself as well as Alida. She seemed to think he wanted her only for physical pleasure, which was not true. As strange as it was for the young man to admit, he really did want to know more about the girl. He was curious about so many things, but couldn't just assault the girl with 101 questions. It would overload her, of that he was sure. Izu had to find a way to comfort the girl that would still let him feel like himself. So much of his base personality had changed since this girl came into his life. He found himself caring about her more and more, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. He found even little things about himself changing, like his patience. Before, Izu was a horribly impatient person with almost everything. Okay, so he was still pretty impatient, but he was for sure more patient than before, probably.<br/><br/>"What do you want me to do Alida? Write down every single question I could think to ask you? We both know I'm not the kind of person who just sits down and talks for hours. I don't like that touchy-feely bullshit." Izu stated bluntly, moving closer to Alida. "However... I guess we could take some time to... figure out more about each other?" Izu added. While his words didn't exactly seem to make what had happened better, they seemed to have a positive effect on the girl. "I'll start... How old are you...?" Asked the young man, realizing that he could have been having sex with some rapidly aging four year old this whole time.