Nonomi watched the healer man come into the entrance of the tent. He listened to Kieara as she spoke. Stories? His wings flexed for a second. He had stories about him? He knew there was legends about different people but he hadn't realized there was one about him. The two had been standing in the entrance and now the man entered. His antennae twitched again. Almost seeming to bounce as he listened to them. Watching Kieara enter behind the healer man. "Yes." He said back to her in their native tongue. He sat up and looked at them. Looking at Kieara who was kneeling at his side. He tried to crawl towards the bright light when it turned on. He was drawn towards the flame but soon recoiled and stopped moving. Sitting up and looked away. Whimpering in pain softly. He looked at the pictures that meant to protect. He looked at them. His wings falling to rest down his back. He looked over his shoulder at his wings. Reaching around his side and sadly touched one of the holes. Wincing as it hurt. Looking at them and lowered his hands to his lap. His eyes filled with shyness as he looked at the people older than the ones he usually dealt with.