Uta’s red and black eyes glanced up from the mask he was working on as the door to his shop opened. He wasn't necessarily expecting anyone that day, let alone a human, but then again, he didn't always get a heads up, either.

Uta watched carefully as a stranger walked around, setting the tools he'd been using previously to design his mask down on the counter gently. He wondered how long it would take the stranger to realize that was in the back.

`Uta's thoughts:` `Well...isn't this curious..`

`Uta's Hunger:` `10%`

`Uta's Mood:` `Curious`