It had been three days since the whole reincarnation fiasco, Zias thought, his realization accompanied by a gentle poke on his cheek from a blonde woman. "Boo-wa," Zias responded, hoping his simple utterance would discourage further attention. 'They're really persistent,' he observed, feeling slightly exasperated by the attention he was receiving.
Amidst the interactions, Zias couldn't help but form impressions of the people around him. 'New mother, Helen. She seems happy,' he noted as his gaze shifted to the blonde woman. "Look Maria, he grabbed my finger," Helen exclaimed, her joy evident. "Yes, my lady," replied Maria, giving Zias a warm smile. She was Helen's bodyguard. "Here, Zias! Grab mama's finger," Helen exclaimed excitedly. 'She's beautiful.' Zias gave a little smile and reached out for her finger. "Yes! Grab it!" Helen, excited to see Zias grabbing her finger again.
'Damn, this is tiring,' Zias wondered why he felt so tired when he didn't really do anything. 'I suppose this is how a baby feels. No wonder all they do is poop, eat, and sleep,' Zias mused. 'I'm glad they're at least speaking English,' he added with a sense of relief. 'I won't have to learn a language from scratch.'
"My lady, it looks like young master is tired," Maria noticed Zias's wearied expression. "Yeah, you're right, Maria," replied Helen, a hint of disappointment in her voice as she realized they should let him rest. She carefully covered Zias with a snug blanket and quietly left him to enjoy his sleep. 'I'm left to my thoughts now,' Zias realized, feeling a mix of emotions.
Zias couldn't help but contemplate his premature death and the subsequent rebirth. After a brief pause, a surge of rationality prevailed. 'Calm down, Zias. There's nothing you can do about it now.' Taking cute measured breaths, he continued his thoughts. 'There must be a way for me to know about this world.'
Zias had always been a logical person. He never considered himself to be someone so exceptional that he would merit being singled out for reincarnation. 'For now, there's only one way to grow up' - he resolved.
Soon after tending to the needs of a baby, Helen left. Zias found himself grappling with the oddity of the situation. "Ugh, seriously? Baby things?" he muttered under his breath, his irritation palpable. Fumbling with tiny buttons and managing baby-sized items left him feeling strangely out of place.