<strong>Name:</strong>Ka'yara<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dirge Guard Break Room<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Maxwell<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A few seconds after Maxwell's assessment of her, Ka'yara gave a quick, stiff nod, one that looked like it had been practiced many times. Needless to say, even after all of this time living in Sagacia, body language wasn't something she was used to controlling. "Yes, I suppose it offers me more freedom when I don't have to worry about eating or sleeping or dying. I have more time to attempt to better myself without those kinds of anxieties. Still, I do feel a little bit deprived. It seems like challenges and struggles are what make organic creatures so different from one another. There's very little individuality among my own race, and not nearly as vibrant a culture as you have," she admitted, brushing her hair back wistfully. "I've wondered often whether I could make myself a mortal body and try to experience life in the same way all of you do."<br/><br/>The Geist set her train of that aside as the Fenrir offered to explore out beyond the tower and smiled, taking his hand and using his great strength to easily get to her feet. "That would be nice. I've explored this area and the city many times over already, but there are new things to see and new people to meet every time," she agreed, quickly taking some water and a few pieces of fruit before they went on her way. It helped her vessel to remain energetic if she topped off the fuel over the course of the day, even if it needed only a small percentage of what Maxwell ate.