Yoko blinks as he talked. He hadn't realized he was healing the one abusing him but he had. It was something he couldn't help but do. Take care of minor wounds and injuries. Except for someone truly trying to kill him...he didn't know how not to help them. "You met mother....I loved mother...." he says softly. Squirming a bit as he was not used to being touched or hugged. Mother said hugs were rewards and that she would not reward him. If he was upset she would hug him depending on the level of being upset. On a whole he was not used to people touching him. He looks at him. Binking as he didn't quite know how to take that he smelled like his mother. "thank you?" he says in a confused and questioning way. He tries to pull his arms free to pry the man from holding him pressed into his chest and against him by a hug.