Khoshekh landed on xyr feet and walked out of the bathroom, happily bouncing towards the break room where xe hoped to find Friend Cecil. Xe really wanted to show the host xyr new human form.
Cecil would indeed be in the break room, standing with his weight on one leg, an arm on the counter as he fixed himself a cup of coffee in hopes of waking himself up a little more. Lords above and below knew he needed it.
He hadn’t even noticed as Khoshekh had walked in, just looking down bleary eyed at his coffee as if it was some sort of crystal scribing ball that would eventually show him what next steps he should be taking.




















