Hikaru swallowed as he was embraced by such soft tails and made to look up at Seirei, desperately trying to hide the blush he could feel growing on his cheeks at their close proximity. "N-No there is no reason for you to apologise, really..." Glancing away at the guilt he felt. But he did let out a little sigh of relief at the confirmation of the Kitsune's lack of injures, glad that he had supernatural healing abilities compared to a human. "Good I'm glad, as long as you are ok, I wouldn't want you getting hurt because of me..." he told him, feeling a little cold once Seirei pulled away from him.<br/><br/>Turning around to follow them inside the gate, he instantly went pale, biting back a gasp when he briefly spotted the injury adorning the fox's back. Suddenly feeling very ill, he reached out with a shaky hand towards Seirei, calling, "Fox-ch-" But was promptly cut off as he was beckoned over by him. How was he not in immense pain? How could Tat-chan and Nat-chan not smell the blood? The extent of his injury? Seeing such damage brought back bad feelings and memories as he slowly made his way over to Seirei, arms crossed over his chest in an attempt to hide the fact he was really hugging himself. He tried to remind himself that the kitsune wouldn't be able to walk around if the injury was too bad, and that Tat-chan and Nat-chan would be all over their father if they thought something was severely wrong, wouldn't they?<br/><br/>"I don't understand," he said as they walked through the gates and passed the guards, coming face to face with a very jovial and peaceful looking village full of kitsunes from young to old, though never looking much older than Seirei. What caught him off guards was the, "humans... I... there are humans here? I thought that-" he was lost for words as his fear and sickly feeling turned to surprise. He'd obviously heard stories of humans that ventured into the forest getting eaten, or enslaved, driven mad, or killed with their spirit left to wandered to be used for darker creatures magic. But never this. "How, how are they here, I thought it wasn't possible?" He said looking up at the kitsune, before his focus was drawn to human children playing with fox children, running past them and laughing.<br/><br/>The roar of greetings for the three foxes put a small smile on his face. So that was his name, Seirei. After all these years he'd finally learnt his saviours name. It suited him, it was strong, but it felt weird to start calling him Seirei-san or -sama after knowing him as Fox-chan for all these years.<br/><br/>His momentary surprise and delight was immediately sucker punched out of him at the words delivered by the fox. He couldn't breath as pain flashed right through him, his features becoming strained as he looked at the floor, fists clenched. It took a long moment before he could move or talk, finally looking up at Seirei with a very haunted look in his eyes. "I know I caused you trouble, and I know you got badly injured because of my foolishness that you won't admit to, but that is no reason to be cruel," he breathed, voice breaking in the strain of keeping it together. "My parents-" he gritted his teeth, "died in that plane crash as you well know. I saw them-" He couldn't continue with what he was going to say. "So saying they are alive and waiting for me is a cruel joke, how can you say such things?" He shook his head. "I know I shouldn't have come here, but I only wanted to see you, to thank you, visit the crash site in an attempt to pay my respects and move on, be on my way. If you had wanted me to leave you should have just said so, not hurt me to get me to leave for good. Well congratulations, I won't darken your forest with my presence any longer."<br/><br/>Marching over to Tat-chan he gently took his backpack back, slinging it over his shoulder, leaving his gifts as he turned on his heel to leave the village through the gates they'd come through before they fully closed.