<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#c71585">	Hikaru could see, as well as feel, the shame her sister felt. It was there written plainly on her beautiful face for all to see. It seemed wrong somehow. As if she shouldn't feel that way. Seeing violence and death was painful for Hikaru, but for her twin it seemed as natural as breathing. There was no shame in that. And she felt sorry for causing that look to cross Tsukiko's face. <i>You weren't appalling. And you should not feel shamed dear one, the gods made you who you are, and they did it for a reason. ...We just don't know exactly what that reason is. <br/>
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	She wanted very much to move towards her sister, to wrap her arms around her in a soothing embrace. Now was not the time. While she couldn't read her sisters mind she could almost feel the anguish she caused with her touch. It was in the way her sister moved away from her, slipping away from her touch as if it burned. Later. Now she had to ponder her sisters question. What should they do with the little fox demon? <br/>
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<i>I think it would be a good idea. We could use someone who knows this world, as well as someone to help us speak like the mortals. It could be beneficial one day....But I don't know if he will agree to help us.</i> She thought as she watched him scurry away, seeing through his illusion as if it didn't exist at all. She let him go. It would do no good to force his help. Besides, he didn't run far, he stopped, and she could feel his eyes on them. <i>I think he intends to watch us. And I think we should let him....for a time. Besides that, we have company, can you feel him? </i><br/>
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	She shifted, her gaze cutting through the forest in the direction they had come. A few seconds more and she could hear the very soft sounds of his foot steps, and his scent was carried to her on the wind. It hinted at power. Another demon had found its way to them, she waited warily.</span>