Serph regards the greeting with some faint amusement. He's not entirely certain Varuna can even be considered a separate being; he doesn't seem to have any kind of independent thought, more instinct and impulses that constantly nip and gnaw at the edges of Serph's consciousness. Varuna is born of him, pulled out from the depths of his data. However, some people lost themselves completely to their demon so maybe there is something to it.

Since it seems to make V uneasy, Serph reverses the transformation, glowing blue lines spreading over his body before he reverts back to his human shape, lines retracting into the brand on his face.

"Can you tell me more of those atypical beings?"