Aximili is completely demorphed. He lifts the tablet, his stalk eyes focused on the wall in front of him as it opens, and his main eyes finally taking in the sight of the kind human female who has guided him thus far. «Ah. That is good to hear.» As long as there's a forest, Aximili can tolerate this place until he finds a means of escape and confronts his captors.

The sunlight coming in from the door calls to him. He steps outside. The human on the communication device was right: the cityscape around him seems to be constructed from many different human architectural styles. He even sees some buildings that don't seem human at all. He keeps his main eyes trained on the screen even as he scans the city with his stalk eyes. «Thank you for helping me. If you should ever require my help in return, I hope I can provide it, on my honor as a prince.»