"Give me something."
"Something you've felt from someone else."
"Okay ... um, this guy at school. He's a ... cutter. He's like, really depressed. Cuts himself like every two weeks. His mom's a deadbeat, no one cares about him. He goes out and gets drunk or high when he can, but he cuts himself when he can't."
"Have you talked to him?"
"No. I don't even know the guy's name."
"That's a pitiable shame."
"It's not up to me. I mean, just because I feel it doesn't mean all on me to save the world. Someone could just as easily see the cuts on his arms."
"But no one does. No one notices him, except you. A human body crying out for succor in all the ways of silence, one who goes home to flay his flesh with a stainless steel blade because he feels unwanted and alone. Do you not see the sorrow in that?"
The protagonist of the story, Kae Shao. I like his pose and his face, but his coloring came out a little meh. I seriously need to do more research on clothes. I'd like to have a little totem necklace like he has. The sketch is an inside joke: it's an actual page of my sketchbook featuring Glaeba back in 2003.
Kae is the most interesting protagonist I've ever written (my main characters tend to be very neutral and boring, actually.) He's a pretty lonely, angry kid whose lost faith in the world and himself. However, he's kind of urged by Metuo to make a difference, which ends up being a pretty prepatory lesson for the ordeal Kae will go through. Kae is more or less a typical teenager, except he's negatively psychometric: he feels the dark emotions and bad memories of other people by contact with them or an object they've touched. It naturally puts him at odds with himself and his peers, but makes him ideal for hanging around daemons. He can't read them because they don't have souls (except Sospes, who doesn't have overpoweringly dark memories). Kae is also a sort of educator for the daemons who have little clue how Earth works.