Wisteria and Knight appear, Knight behind a familiar box of glass.
"Welcome back! It's a pleasure."
“Ah, The Cube.” Knight takes a seat on the ground. “So, what are the questions?”
"Firstly! Any new abilities that you've developed since we've last spoken, any that you've lost?"
“Would my bag count as an ability?”
She tilts her head, intrigued, "Explain what this bag is."
“Basically, I jury rigged something akin to a bag of holding. It can hold a lot, and whatever is in it stays the exact way it did when it first entered.”
Wisteria takes some notes, "Interesting! I wouldn't say particularly, but it's perfect to know about. I have a few similar items of my own. Now! How do you feel about consistently living around individuals who are stranger than human?"
“I live with my grandpa, you can’t really top him in strangeness.”
"And who may that be? And how do you feel about it?"
“Cole and eh? I wouldn’t mind it.”
She nods, and a small scale appears in the cell, "Is there anything that tends to amplify your abilities strength-wise?"
“Nope! I don’t think so”
"Any weaknesses of the sort?"
“Now that the corruptions gone, nope!”
The scale seems to tip to one side slightly, a small feeling of discomfort and dread eminating from it. Wisteria smiles, "Now now! Let's tell the truth, shall we?"
“It’s the honest truth!”
It tips more, the anxiety and dread growing some, "Quite the bold attempt, lying again. The outcome is the same!"
“I-I’m not lying”
It tips over more, anxiety and dread getting worse, pushing to the front of his mind, "There's nothing you gain by lying to meeee~!" She speaks in a sing-songy voice, enjoying this. "I only wish to find a way for you to remove it, honest!"
“F-Fine! Fine. I’m allergic to….limes.” He mumbles the last bit while looking around frantically, trying to find a way, any way, to escape.
The scale moves up twice, the feeling of dread dissapating for the most part, but still lingering, "Thank you for your honesty. I've never heard of a lime allergy before, but I'll be right on it. Is that all?" She seems to largely ignore his panic.
“For this question? Maybe, I’m not entirely sure if I have anymore.”
The scale returns to being fully balanced, "Go into more detail, please."
“Well, I haven’t….tested much if I have any. All I know is that I can’t die or be harmed physically.” Knight says, “Then, of course, There’s The Moon. The One Being that can kill anything and anyone.”
Wisteria nods, "Well The Moon is a given, that's easy. So that's all, then?"
“Yeah, that’s all the confirmed weaknesses I know of.”
She turns her attention to her clipboard for a moment, speaking without looking up. "And what abilities, if any, do you use on a daily basis?"
Knight sighs. “Due to getting attacked so often for a while, my body automatically keeps Rewind, I should give it a better name like Chrono-Stasis, perpetually active. There’s also the bag. I don’t need to eat, sleep, or do anything needed for a human being to function.”
She nods along, continuing her note taking, "Perfect... perfect. Anything more you think that I should know?"
“Hmm….nope.”
"Then.. that'll be all! Further testing of weaknesses and mitigations of said weaknesses can be done at a later date. Thank you!" Wisteria waves, and he disappears, returning to the spot in the forest he disappeared in, falling on his ass because Wisteria was helping him up in the process of teleportation. He's also sopping wet.