[if anyone's in the lobby today they may see a small child-like catboy hanging around looking profoundly confused, though that has less to do with his surroundings and more due to his current
appearence.
it didn't take too long for Kite to process what was going on and after a minute of fumbling with his journal because he doesn't have thumbs again, manages to dictate a message.]
Ah...I believe I am once again under a loss. If anyone would like to assist, I would be very grateful. May need help reaching things since I am no longer tall enough to do so.
Thank you.
[and with that done the AI claws his way up one of the couches and sit there, waiting for anyone to come across him.]
[loss on and open either through the journal or in person :)]