She looked frightened and Kasho didn't entirely blame her for it. He likely looked quite strange and the surface tribe associated Jalung with evil and darkness. They weren't wrong about that. Not completely. But his tribe wasn't evil. At least he didn't think so. They had been the price for Nakiki's favor. Jalung had been jealous and cursed several of Nakiki's chosen to serve her in the dark. They were victims, really. But in the past, her people had certainly embraced the darkness they inhabited in some instances. Their history was bloody and brutal, a group in pain, lashing out to protect themselves from further harm.<br/><br/>Now she seemed to be asking a question and he was thankful for her miming it out to get the meaning of her words across. He thought he understood. "For you," he responded, pointing at her. He patted his chest. "Save. You save." He stepped forward expectantly...<br/><br/>((Have her run away? I'm thinking he periodically comes to that little island where Nakiki's shrine is and she finds him there later. He'll work on learning english in the next few weeks.))