It was like staring into a mirror, if that mirror also turned him into a small black cat. Its eyes were identical to his own, at least to how they used to be before he got his 'upgrade' and his sclera turned black.
Neither of them moved for the longest time, simply staring at each other as if each one was trying to solve an impossible enigma. The cat's tail swished softly behind it, dancing across the exposed muscles of the skinned bear it sat atop. Seth could swear that he could sense a sort of…amusement radiating from the creature.
Eventually, he decided to break up the impromptu Mexican standoff and ask the question that was scratching at the back of his mind, like a poorly knitted christmas sweater.
"Are… are you a person? Like a shapeshifter?"
