Moroa continued his path uninhibited after the passing demon attempted to pickpocket him. It was not at all that he hadn't noticed. Of course he noticed. He, however, knew he had absolutely nothing to steal. He also figured that if someone had reason enough to steal from him, they needed it more than he.<br/><br/>"HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU'RE NOT GOING TO SAY ANYTHING TO THAT THIEF?!" Shouted Katako directly into Moroa's mind, materializing next to him.<br/><br/>"He took nothing." Said the samurai, completely unaffected by the rebellion his body-partner was attempting to rise.<br/><br/>"That's not the point..." he said with the same reverence as a pouting child. After a short passage of moments he noticed the demon had stopped at the same spot which was Moroa's destination with another of his kind, and the samurai grinned at the thought. They were both in the company of the head priestess, and Moroa could not help but be a tad suspicious.<br/><br/>He was behind them at the same time Akiko had come to greet them at her grandmother's request.<br/><br/>"Excuse me gentlemen, are you here to pray as well? I enjoy company. My girl, could you lead us all to the shrine's sanctuary?" He smiled warmly, his voice having the sound of a wise older brother. He hand attempted to find it's way onto the thief's shoulder, in a friendly sort of way from behind. This was partially to make him uncomfortable, and let him know silently Moroa was fully aware of his intentions. It was only then, however, Moroa fully discerned that the other man was a Buddhist. He certainly had the presence of a monk. "Of course, it seems this one has other gods on his mind."<br/><br/>He raised his eyebrows in question, but in no way wanted to intrude. He was simply fully surprised. Katako then gave his own input into the situation, which obviously the others could not hear. "Hey hey she's kinda cute. Wouldn't mind praying with her. A little young for you though, eh Moroa? And what the hell's an armed demon Buddhist priest doing at a famous shinto shrine, and talking to a thief? I don't like this. Be vigilant." Moroa's smile stayed on his face, giving no indication that he had heard his companion. He was, however, having much the same thoughts as his ghostly friend.