"Different.... Worlds." He says slowly. Expression growing into one of pure disbelief mixed with a distinct look of I-Think-I-Might-Be-Having-My-Leg-Pulled irritation. This had to be somebody's stupid idea of a joke right. Somebody in the labs was sitting cushy at a monitor, laughing their rear off, pointing and laughing at him for even bothering to try to have a real conversation with this. Thing.

The "ghosts" were probably part of the elaborate prank too.

"Wait, wait. Chirithy is what you are. And its your name." That was. That was such a stupid idea. He was definitely being laughed at. That was like if he'd been named 'Sarkaz' at birth. "You get how confusing that is right?" Why was he trying to reason with this thing again?

Every word out of its mouth was just as incomprehensible as the last and he crossed his arms and just. Stared at it. "... Okay. Whatever brat is so pleased with themselves for their little prank. I'm wise to it. You can fess up now. Or else I might just melt your little toy right here and now," He let his voice growl at the end, looming over the plush toy. He doesn't know how well his reputation had spread on Rhodes. But anybody with a brain would know better than to possibly mess with arts they didn't understand.