[littl3chocobo]

he felt another useless wish. he could not see how the boy did not understand /he/ was the creator, he was in control, even as he was bound, as zosa was bound, to follow the rules he so greatly desired despite actions to speak otherwise. zosa wanted to tell him, as he had tried to tell him before, but the other did not understand his own powers and did not believe in his own greatness and his own purity. he desired greatly to crawl into the boy's heart and explain everything but he was limited to telling only what was asked ad the other was prone to not asking in the right way and not listening when he occasionally did. zosa swooped closer his brown plumage only slightly out of place


(and zosa will have to suffer the emotions of a boy with a severe listening problem hahaha)