The owls are not what they seem.
I've been talking to them since before Prism, and now they talk back. White and black alike, it would seem.
Or I have finally lost it. Although I have no idea what would justify the attention. Well - I do, but it's incredibly egocentric, and still makes little sense. Certain types of people would be called to this place, however, and those of us who are willing to operate on thinking expanded enough to fit our egoes into… Will find themselves in interesting company.
If they have everything, then they know who we are. If they know who we are, then they know what we are doing. It's not hard to understand. Nor is it difficult to entertain multiple meanings.
Not that it changes my answer. As I said, my answer is something akin to that of Makishima. Though with the ego of Gilgamesh or Escanor.
… And my IP ray was just forced to cycle. Creating trouble for the ravens, I see. I'll tone it down for a while.