Where his heart should be...

Nebun never understood people. He did not understand why they reacted the way they did, or why a joke was funny. But one emotion confused him more than any other: Love. What was the purpose? Why do they say you " fall" in love? Did it hurt? Is it mutually beneficial? All these thaughts ran through his head as he stood over a girl his age's corpse. She said she was " flirting" with him and led him into an alley. She tried to kiss him after talking for a bit, so naturally he killed her and ate her soul. Only he did not enjoy it as much as normal. He felt troubled as he sucked the marrow from her bones " why do I feel this... Thing, nawing in my gut?" [ is it regret perhaps?] He had never felt that before. Had he actually liked her? He exits the alley into the street, shuddering at the unpleasant feeling.

Nebun spots a girl trying to avoid him [ why would she do that? No one knows what I am but a few shibusen. Wait, if she knows what I am, then I must eliminate the threat] Nebun grins at the thaught of fresh blood and heads after her.

Nebun was unused to speaking with people so he was blunt " why were you avoiding me? I'm not intimidating."

Nebun comes closer " because there is only one group of people who would avoid me... And if you do it. Then you must be one of them."

"I don't understand. I have displayed a keen ability to observe and understand the actions of those around me and that means.... I'm a moron? Your logic is flawed." It would appear Nebun did not understand this human anymore than the others

" I'm afraid I can't let you go until you answer my first question." Nebun says forming a claw from his kukri blades on one hand

Nebun cannot tell wether she is lying or not " i-I must go then." He says turning around. His head is still full of that unknown emotion, it is making his usual perfect focus.... Off-kilter.

Nebun sat on a nearby bench holding his head in his hands. He was so distracted, his blade-claws were still there instead of fingers