“No,” Ramasu says immediately, as he continues to feed you, “No I was not. I was born a human, just like you. When I volunteered, I would not have if I had known what it would be like, I was turned into this creature by our priests to make me better suited for my task. It was a long ritual, and between the waves of the opiate it felt like my bones were being pulled out and replaced. After a few years, Shekuran knows how many days, I just couldn’t take my human form, because I was living like a beast, but now I can. I hope my form did not scare you,” offering you the last piece of the fish, he stands up to look you in the eyes, his naked masculinity now all the more noticeable for his human visage. "Where are you from, Kashakumi? What is it like there?" his face betraying the eagerness with which he awaits your reply.