Kona looked at Ikol and nodded his head. And random. He thinks to himself but didn't say it. He looked at her then blinked. Looking to the man with the knife fingers. Shivering as he had seen the blood dripping down the man's hand. Who was that guy? He hadn't looked happy. He followed Ikol to protect her. He stood away from the captain's cabin. Off to the side. Worry for Miro lanced across his face. "Do you think Miro is okay? I've never seen him look the way he had right then." He said softly.<span style="font-style: italic">Miro clung to Tes. His hands gripping and ungripping the guys shirt. Balling it up in small fists. Whimpering and crying. Looking up at Tes. Nuzzling the guy back. Pressing as close as he could. Wrapping his legs around him tighter. "He said I deserved pain. He sounded just like her..." He said softly. He was slowly starting to calm. "Don't let go. I feel safe...please don't let go." He said softly. Starting to shake less as he was calming. He was also falling asleep. "Ikol was worth it though...he is my friend. I can't physically protect my friends but I'd do anything I could think of to help them out." He said. His voice starting to trail off. "I like how you smell...its a good smell." He said in a mumble. Laying his head on the guys chest. His eyes lulling closed. Occasionally moving in a way that showed it was still troubling him.</span>