We must have something he can't get anywhere else.

[Akira's surprised his voice is so steady, considering the slight thrum of panic in his veins. He's always been this way, but something this time feels... sharp. Intense. Being able to stay calm under pressure has always been something he could use to his advantage, but now...

The person walking with them keeps disappearing. Why? Why? They- they should get out, shouldn't they, aren't they in danger like this-

This is unlike him.

His voice is calm and steady, tamping down the thoughts that swirl in his head. If anything, it's just a little bit faint.]

Something about our form is appealing to him... Or maybe it's even our humanity itself.