Kinjo yelped in surprise as the two kids? They were kids right? Came out of the crate. He took the broom handle and gently poked the boy in the stomach. "Hey. Hey. You alright? You alright kid?" He asked softly. Dropping the broom handle and got a little bit closer. "Are you alright?" He called out again. He didn't know the boy and girl were possibly dangerous. They seemed hurt and upset. He was very kindhearted but the being that was being created and formed in his mind...as a seperate soul...was not. He moved back and moved around. Stopping and watched the little girl skip off. Was she okay? She seemed more okay then the boy. He bit his lower lip. Why had they been in a crate? It made no sense. Who did that to them? He felt sorry for them but probably wouldn't in a little bit.