The Ego-Item scratched the back of its head with a light sigh and then turned toward the other one behind it, the one with the six arms and disproportionate body. He placed his palm onto its forehead for a moment, before it rolled its eyes into the back of its head and dropped over backward with a heavy thud.
"That thing was a real good-for-nothing. It couldn't even make one item properly." The Ego-Item grumbled and then looked around again.
"So? I heard you're here cause you wanna talk?" It asked, and Eisen slowly nodded his head, "Yes, that's why we're here. Come on, let's talk about this a bit." The old man suggested, but all that the ego-item did was roll its eyes.
"Right, because you can have a proper conversation about this shit. You just want to scrap me anyway, right? I know I'm a disappointment, but-"
