Whenever you call him over, he always floats in the air, staring intently at you. With eyes that seem to be observing your every move.

You are the master, and he is the pet. That dynamic, at least, seems unshakable.

He'll put on a play if you ask, and even if you don't, he'll start one anyway. Picture shows, puppet shows, impromptu theater. They are all strangely well-made, and leave a strangely bad aftertaste.

While he constantly cracks jokes, he does technically follow your orders. He doesn't even try to run away. No, to be precise... He's playing along precisely because he can't escape.

"You're bored all day anyway, right~? Let's play, Master~" "Hey~ Am I being a good pet right now~?"

He stays unusually close. He sits down next to you without permission, peering into your face. A being who stays by your side looking quite satisfied, all while wearing the face of an obedient pet.

"You can pet me, you know~? Like a dog~"