"That is correct." And it dances in the air in front of her as they talk, emitting strangely organic burbles despite the fractal patterns that spread across its surfaces. "However, I currently only have access to this single unit."

Yaha-kui zaShunina himself remains stoic and still--not aggressive, but also neither does he give any indication of what he might be thinking about the girl with horns before him. He's definitely curious, as his red eyes are locked onto the white protrusions poking out of her hair, but he makes no move to get closer. Not that he really needs to, because in the air right in front of her face appears a floating, disembodied arm from the elbow-down, its hand pointing a curious finger up to the top of her head.

"What is that?"