Mitsuko held out his arms as an invitation to jump into them as to comply with Shichi's unspoken wish for attention. He didn't mind petting him. The fox form of his friend was very cute and fluffy after all. "Did you know that trees like to play pranks on people?" he asked the little fox. "That's why stuff like oaks will always fall on the middle of your head when you sit under a tree." To Mitsuko it felt like he had known Shichi for years already.