[Souji nods slowly in response, because crazy or not, that makes sense with what he's heard so far. And again it reminds him of how he used to be, and how he'd finally been told to stop treating himself like someone else's possession. That it wasn't fair toward either himself or the other man. But... how is this man - this tsukumogami - supposed to not feel like that? He is a possession. All the worth an item has is what people are willing to give it.]

I understand. So you need to be of use, and you need to be beautiful, because that's how people think about things. [He inches a bit closer again, gives Kashuu's arm a gentle experimental prod.] But you're a person too, right? You have a soul. Without it, you couldn't be a tsukumogami.

[To Souji, that still makes a difference. Even if something is a belonging, if it has a soul, it still ought to be precious in its own right. That makes it a person, with thoughts and a heart and a will, and a-]

Oh. I never asked- that is, if it's okay... could you tell me your name?