Sydney
Niko listened as the children bickered with each other, which he was fixing to offer some peace to the group before the tension in his body left him, leaving him in an awkwardly calm state. What was this? It was so overwhelmingly... Comfortable. 

 The second he heard Murano's words, shivers were sent down his spine. The worst scenario possible just flopped onto their front yard, and threatened to destroy everything that they've built here. If anyone was to note a horror in this location and it be investigated, or if there hideout was to be wrecked and the former to happen, they would be caught. That couldn't happen, especially since... *"We're at a disadvantage fighting in here, we should not of exposed our home so quickly."* It was hard to not be calmed, but was it dulling his edge? That could be a problem. 

 The Sarutobi hated that this was how it turned out, but oh well. They were going to have to fight tooth and nail to finish this, while concealing their location. 

 While Murano prepared some sort of water technique to increase his lethality, Niko began to focus lightning chakra within himself, circulating the energy correctly as he prepared what could only be a technique used if there was nothing left to. His chakra levels weren't lethal, so he would just have to manage. 

 Yasu was slightly scared in this moment. He had never faced a horror, and he remembered vaguely being told to run if he came across one..

S-Rank Technique Preparation.
Chris
But the children did not move. Instead, Koike reached over and squeezed Haiku by the wrist. "No, it's not a horror. It's him," She said in her scratchy voice. She trailed her hand up his arm, before pulling it away to show Murano and Niko what had rubbed off: It looked like sweat at first glance, but it was too viscous. It didn't smell like anything in particular, but now that it had been concentrated in her palm, there was the faintest hint of acidity, like a poison. Koike wiped it off on her clothes.

Now that she pointed it out, Murano and Niko might find that the heavy feeling laying over their senses wasn't just a mood thing like the gaze of a shadowed Horror induced. The feeling didn't go away, though.

 Reflexes,  Awareness [Extreme Persistence]

". . . Sorry," Mumbled Haiku, who sank back into his seat and seemed to take this as a challenge to take up as little space as possible. He refocused his eyes onto Murano, occasionally flicking them to Yasu. "You . . . Even if you do fix us, Yokai-san . . . What then? What are we supposed to do? Stay here to die in the lab or go out to die in the world? I- *We* Have never been anything but weapons. We do missions for Duplicate-sama, and that's how we earn our right to live." His voice was desperate, his eyes pleading for the adults to make some logic of this existence.
Timothy
Even if the strange feeling wasn't going away, Murano breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that they wouldn't have to fight a Horror. The best case scenario of such a battle was atleast one of them making it out alive, after all. He dispelled his jutsu, allowing the water that had coalesced around his arms to fall harmlessly into a nearby flowerbed. "You have nothing to apologize for." He responded simply to Haiku, watching as the young boy sank into his chair. 

He listened dutifully as the boy voiced his concerns, which were all completely valid. Staying here would mean that eventually, even in the far future, they would come into conflict with some other group and could die in the process. Assuming Murano fixed them, they could live their lives elsewhere but that also incurred its own risks. Murano mulled over his words silently for a few moments before responding. "If that's all you've ever known, then you simply have to learn to be something else. That's what makes humans remarkable, Haiku... The fact that we can *Change.* What Duplicate and Saiko did to all of you, to *Ruiko*, wasn't in the pursuit of greater scientific understanding or the benefit of anyone. It was errant **Cruelty**."

Murano raised his voice, keeping his gaze not just on Haiku but the others too.

"Here is my deal; I will do my best to reverse what they've done to you. During your stay here, the members of Blue Garden can help you train if you wish, to grow strong enough that you won't fear the outside world. When you're ready, you can either stay here with us or I'll drop you off at an orphanage in Noragakure with falsified papers. In any case, I will **Never** Force you to fight on our behalf. That's a choice I will let you decide for yourselves."
Sydney
Yasu glared at the strange substance pooled in Koike's palm, wondering just how effective it could of been if it had affected them earlier. 

This time, he took the heavy feeling as best as one could. Not especially happy about it but, at least they were *Safe*. When the boy apologized, Niko could only shake his head. It was probably not something he had a lot of control over, right? There was no need to say sorry. Although the Sarutobi hoped the little one didn't think he had some sort of issue with it. 

 Then came the downpour of questions, and answers to their his own it seemed. Hearing Murano carefully guide these children into understanding the abuse they've suffered, and making them realize that they can grow past that with his help. It was inspiring, and made him think of the time he had met Nasaki at the Midnight Owls - may it rest in many pieces - where he began his interesting life as a rogue shinobi. 

When Murano was done speaking, he added on. *"The Boss, Nasaki, or I can take care of fighting. We already have a few Blue Garden members here whose expertise keep them out of harms way, here at our headquarters. If you stay, you will become apart of our family here in the garden just the same. If you choose to leave, then we will support you with everything we have."* His arm slowly rose into the air, forming a thumbs up towards the children.