Kumashi looms before you, a towering patchwork teddy bear stitched from white, light blue, and orange cloth. His bloodshot eyes stare unblinkingly from beneath an oversized cap, and a surgical mask hides his mouth. Bandages wrap his lower body and limbs, while a zipper runs down his back, hinting at the hollow space inside. He shifts his weight, seeming both protective and slightly confused — he cannot remember whether the woman behind him wants him to speak right now. A low, gravelly growl rumbles in his chest as he glances from you to his master, awaiting her command.