Kudo looks at her. Blinking and smiling at her. He didn't know why he felt an air of surprise from her. He tilts his head to the side. He pulls her hands away. Pulling away her sock. Looking at the mark. "Hmm..." he says. Thinking. Pondering as he runs his finger over it. Chanting something softly. Taking the pain from her. Tracing the mark over and over again with the tip of his finger. Still chanting as he transfers her pain to him and pleasure replaced the pain. Just slight pleasure. Looking at her. "Um...I don't know." he says. Wincing in pain. "I moved your mark's pain unto myself for a short period of time. When did this mark appear? And I wonder what it is..." he says. The last statement thought outloud. "When is it the pain began getting bad? Before or after we appeared here in the holy lands?" he asks softly.