Life as Garen just simple. Just swing sword around. Very bland, yes.
So beautiful! Like moonlight on fresh snow.
Do I smell as bad as I look? Yes.
Neeko is Oovi-Kat. We are not vastaya. We are vastayashai’rei. We are more colorful.
This place tastes like many emotions. Excitement, anger, joy and… salty? Is salty a feeling?
If Neeko can be everyone, how can Neeko be sure she’s anyone?
How can anybody miss home? Home is all around.
Words are tricky. Better to speak with colors and emotion.
No more room for problems please. Only room for more cheesebreads.
Every place is beautiful. Every place is danger. Is danger beautiful?
The air is part of me. So are the flowers and the rocks. Neeko is everywhere.