"Well, alright then..." He replies lightly, perfectly fine with it being a surprise if Hikari wanted it to be that way. She took his hand, something he knew he'd never get used to, but it wasn't a bad thing. In fact...the feeling of her hand in his, the warmth that was shared when their fingers linked together, it was something comforting, a way to let him know that he wasn't alone. Even that bit of contact was enough for him. As they walked he had a smile on his lips, the light now completely gone from the sky above them. Lanterns and other lights were shining in the pathways, allowing the people to see where they were going, but Kuronotsurugi really didn't need them to be able to see where he was making steps towards.<br/><br/>Glancing toward the side at Hikari when she began to talk, he smiles a bit more, before looking ahead of them. Once she was finished talking, he was quiet for a second, before replying, his voice soft, and his cheeks slightly pink from her calling the horns...cute, and then once again touching them. "It's no problem." He pauses, trying to figure out what words to say, so they didn't sound rushed or incoherently jumbled together. "I, well, to be honest...no one has ever looked at them that way before." When he said 'them', he was referring to the small horns on his hairline. "In fact...I've never had anyone touch them...in that way, or at all...Or myself." He blushes lightly, not quite sure if she understood that he meant that no one has ever touched him the way he had, the way her fingers ran through his hair, or down his cheek. "Sometimes I find myself hating them...they make me stand out, set me apart...different from everyone else. I've done my research, and nowhere have I found any mentioning of Uchiha having horns... So...am I really an Uchiha? I have my doubts. I'm so different from them all, I'm nothing like any of the other Uchiha, I'm nothing like my family. And yet, I have Sharingan...so I must be Uchiha...right?" He looks to her. Normally he didn't talk about this sort of thing, with anybody, but he knew that he could trust her not to tell anyone what he was saying. Maybe that's why he felt so comfortable around her. She gave off the vibe of being trustworthy, something in her clicked in set motion with his own clockwork gears. "So what does that make me?" He ends, not really as a question, but a lingering thought.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure what she would think of what he said, but in all honesty if she didn't say anything that would be fine with him too. Quietly they make their way to the bottom of a hill, before suddenly she jumps on to his back. He makes sure he keeps himself balanced, as he adjusts to her weight on him, before grinning. "I don't mind." He shifts her slightly so he was a bit more comfortable, before taking the trip up the hill, easily walking up it as he would even without her on his back. He hadn't noticed at first, but as they walked he realized the warmth that she gave off, and her breath was on the back of his neck. It tickled slightly, and he blushes, keeping quiet, glancing towards the spot she pointed out once they got to the top.<br/><br/>Going over to it, he lets her down gently, looking around at the view. He wondered what this was all about, not knowing what was going on. "So...what's going on? Is something going to happen?" He asks, turning toward the wide view that was given at the top of the hill. Little specks of light showing from the lanterns back the way they'd come could be seen, but other than that it was mostly dark, the only light given off being from the moon and the millions of stars that twinkled in the sky above them. Subconsciously he reaches over to her, taking her hand in his, letting his fingers slip between hers. This night...was amazing.