Hovering invisibly by the ceiling, the System clasped its digital paws together. "Oh my gods! Host, how are you being so secretly benevolent? You're restoring his dignity!"
Are you crazy? Heena snapped back in her mind, thoroughly annoyed. I just despise hearing people talk in third-person self-deprecation. It's incredibly repetitive and irritating. I'm not running a charity.
Sol paused, his pale hands gripping his knees. He blinked his crystalline blue eye, completely thrown off balance by her bizarre logic.
"Okay..." Sol whispered hesitantly. "So... yes. My family is gone, they sold me, and I am alone."
"Good," Heena nodded, satisfied. "Any love?"
Sol violently shook his head, actual terror flashing across his face. "No! I swear! I have never been touched! Madam Su kept me hidden, no patron has ever—"
