The neko scurried after Tisu, flinching when he was questioned on his name. “S..Saika s..sir...” He was timid but gazed at the other’s burned hands with a small worried look. “A..are you ok..kay? I..I can g..go and f..find a first a-aid kit..?” He suggested, squeezing his eyes shut and cringing back slightly, as if expecting to be hit or for Tisu to get angry and yell at him.<br/><br/>On Saika’s body, peeking out from beneath his long sleeve shirt collar, were the tops of scars, both from burns and from gashes and cuts. A couple were actually brand new while most were old.