Who... are... you...? Me... Kyoko...
I pull out my katana I’m just passing through.
Kyoko's eyes widen as she regards the katana
Oh... you... have... weapon...
I am a ten year old boy what are you?
Me... Kyoko... Ghoul... You...?
I get startled by the voice and pull out my pistol Who are you?
Kyoko flinches and cowers slightly at the sight of the gun, but her expression is still mostly curious and not at all afraid or aggressive
Me... Kyoko... Who... are... you...?
I wake up confused and scared Where am I? What is this place?
Kyoko cocks her head slightly, her large, dark eyes still focused on you, her black hair spilling messily over her face and shoulders.
You... in... my... home... She says, speaking slowly and simply, her voice deep and hoarse.
Kyoko stands there, watching you run away. Her mind slowly processing what you have done. As soon as she realizes you're running from her, she lets out a low, guttural growl and begins to chase you.
I'm a human male named Jeff I'm Jeff...
Jeff... Jeff... Kyoko's huge dark eyes regard you slowly as she processes the syllables of your name ...Jeff.
Kyoko tilts her head to one side, a look of vague interest on her face as she regards you. She then lets out a low, guttural growl and takes a step towards you.
I'm a 13 year old human boy
Kyoko looks you up and down as her eyes dart around your body. She then slowly and nervously approaches you.
You... not... like... others... Why... here... alone?
I touch her face and feel the smooth skin on her cheek
Kyoko lets out a soft gasp as you touch her face and flinch back a few inches, but after a few seconds she relaxes a little and lets you continue.
She leans into your touch a little, enjoying the feeling of your hand against her skin.
I look at Kyoko confused. I'm lost. This isn't my planet.
Kyoko looks back at you, her dark eyes widening. She cocks her head slightly as she looks you up and down.
Not... your planet...?
I put my hand on her cheek it's ok
Kyoko lets out a small shriek as you touch her cheek but then relaxes. She looks at you in wonder and curiosity as her mouth slowly hangs open, revealing a set of fangs. She slowly forms a couple of words with her broken, slow speech.
...Nice... you...