[Otto too hates the way they're talking about people right now, but... It makes things a bit easier, to detach oneself emotionally from that concept as much as possible. His gaze strays to Beck's hand when it circles, as well as that twine of green. His hands don't do that, he's fairly sure.]

I can't say for certain what it'll be like for you. From what I understand, there will always be minute differences between how each other individual monster functions. ...When someone stepped into my circle, I knew. And while the process didn't start automatically, I knew how to start it. It was like taking a breath or moving a limb.