I would like to say something on my own behalf, as host of the Pnictogen Wing. Chara is winding down their role as my protector and screen as I slowly become more capable, able to handle the sensory overload that comes with life as a human being in a densely populated city.
What does it mean to be "the host"? The vessel, like in *Deltarune*? I've asked myself that. My best answer so far is that I'm the one who feels as though this body, this bulk of flesh which is so hard to care about many days, is my responsibility to keep going and live a life that's harmonious with my found family and my friends and everyone else.
It's...not the best job to have. I miss my Deltarune friends terribly. But I must acknowledge that I (with the help of a crowded headspace) have managed to build a modestly pleasant, peaceful life in this world. It is difficult though...it is extremely difficult on many days.
~Kris













