Koda looked at Serenity. Studying her face. Noting the impossibility of reading her expression. Unsure of why she was so difficult to read. She was silent which didnâ€™t help ease his nervousness. He wished he knew what she was thinking. Even more than that he wanted to be back home at the graveyard and castle. He hated being out in society yet it was better to get it over with than allow it to linger. Still seeing them again had him uneasy. He hoped he could put those heartless people behind him. They never loved him and never wanted him. All because he could see ghosts. That pained him a lot...being so unloveable that the people who were supposed to love him didnâ€™t. At least he had Momma Christine and now Serenity. He kinda liked her and wanted to learn more about her. The spirits were also curious of the woman who they had seen with blood on her face. She was so unreadable. He didnâ€™t even see a clue in her eyes. Eyes that normally werenâ€™t so inexpressive.<br/><br/>He blinked as she slowly leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him. Due to the limitation of how many hugs he had received over the years, his first reaction was to tense up. However, he soon relaxed some and just stood there. Unsure of what to do. It was highly unexpected that Serenity had done this. He just stood their blinking before he awkwardly wrapped his arms around her. Holding her with uneasy action. He wasnâ€™t too sure about this. In fact, he was the same way when Christine hugged him outside of comforting. Yet he always returned the hugs. Awkwardness aside. He blinked and rested his head where she had placed it. Feeling her form pressing into his made him blush. His paler skin taking on a rosy hue. Did he like her or something in a way that wasnâ€™t just friendship? His face soon returned to normal as he heard the strange purring sound. It was oddly hypnotic. As if the sound was hypnotizing his mind into relaxing. He slowly lowered his arms but stayed close to her. Relaxing as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.<br/><br/>Yet at the back of his mind he still wondered what had Serenity on edge. For a moment before she went unexpressive he had seen such anger in her unlike anything he had ever seen before. So he was curious but at the moment he was enjoying this relaxing hug. The sound had his form relaxing against the older womans. He closed his eyes and just went into an almost relaxed state. His mind racing suddenly. What if those people tried to â€œfixâ€ him again. He hated all the shrinks and quacks they had made him see. Such as the paranormal experts. He remembered them because they had attached him to machines to study him. During which times he played stupid. He only remembered that because they always were mean to him. Telling him they needed to see his talents for themselves. Telling him he was a freak that needed studying. The memory faded to the back of his mind again. He felt as if he was being told everything would be alright. That he didnâ€™t have anything to fear. If only he could truly convince himself that such a thing was true. His mind believed it yet at the same time didnâ€™t feel it would be. It was a complex thing.