Rakutsu was caught off guard by the hug and failed to back away. But why did he think about rejecting his mother’s affections? Did it make him uncomfortable or did he not want to be touched by her? No, that’s ridiculous. The teen had misgivings about her life decisions in the pass, but that doesn’t matter right now. It shouldn’t. Yet, he found himself awkwardly maneuvering himself to return a hug. Rakutsu was holding her with a gentle touch with the spinal brace around her. As if a bad touch can leave her in a worst condition.<br/><br/>He really was terrible with this sort of thing.....<br/><br/>”Good....good.” His apathetic tone remained when she explained the damages. But the mental imagine of lighting striking around the hospital was glued into his mind. Right at the front of all of his previous affairs.<br/><br/>She could have died. Any one of those bolts could have tear it’s way through the building and burn her into ash. The idea of her getting powers and surviving didn’t cross his mind in the slightest. He wasn’t naive enough to think of that possibility first.<br/><br/>His fearfulness didn’t surface outside onto his body. He wouldn’t allow it too and make his mom sooth him. Appearing weak wasn’t what he wanted. Rakutsu got his act together in time to sit next to his mom and listen to her next words. She didn’t need to explain that they’ll be important.<br/><br/>”Fine...” It didn’t take him long to figure out what she was going on about. Which explained the breath of frustrated air leaving his nostrils.<br/><br/>So this is what happens to those who practice the filthy profession? They get their money taken from them and they need to hide it all under the floorboards? Like a drug addict hiding their stash? He’d laugh at the shittness of it all if his mother wasn’t around.<br/><br/>”It’s.....been a adjustment to get used too.” Rakutsu had to take a moment to find a way to properly express his feelings on the matter. Leaving out their actions from the other night. He was hoping she didn’t bring up the two ninjas because of what they did. But what was he suppose to say? That he rather not talk about them? It’ll just raise more questions about it.<br/><br/>Rakutsu doesn’t hate the two. He’s just having a hard time figuring out how to really feel about their.....union. The warrior gave the two cousins a sideways glance as a way to not blab on to the older woman. Odds are she’ll already know that her son is hiding something, however. Moms are good like that.<br/><br/>”I’m not very good with having a conversation with them, but their not bad company. The two are doing a good job keeping the house together with you away.” Not like he can pay the bills himself. Having no job makes that hard. ”They.....are doing a good job making sure I’m not lonely without you around....”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rakutsu walked out of the room with a resigned breath of air. Talking to his mother felt like it took forever, but it’s only been a few minutes. It really wasn’t an easy thing for him to do. But he wanted too go through with it. For her sake and his. Doing so was just easier said than done. What was he gonna do?<br/><br/>He almost crashed into a woman, who rushed down the hall at a worrying pace. The teen couldn’t mutter out a apology before she got out of hearing range. It made him feel a little rude.<br/><br/>His eyes locked onto her long enough to see the brown complexion of spanish descent and the high pace speech of the native language. Nothing his level of understanding can catch. Not at her overwhelming speed. Only a true native and master of the language could ever hope of calming her. Certainly not a task for his Japanese ass.<br/><br/>”It’s ok. We all have these pass few days.” He waved off the apology before taking the man’s hand into a firm shake. Rakutsu didn’t say so to belittle their feelings. Only to make sure the man knew they were on the same wavelength. At some level, at least. Some were taking the storm situation better than others.<br/><br/>Insight: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155161)<br/><br/>Insight: 23 luck point (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155163)<br/><br/>Rakutsu can tell Martin was feeling the same and doing a good job of hiding it. Just like him. It was understandable for him to be like this. ”Thank you. He and I aren’t exactly that close, but he’s still my classmate.” Rakutsu looked over to see a lot of his family outside. The Spanish really do have a lot of family traveling around, don’t they?<br/><br/>”I was actually planning on seeing him and my other classmates. The ones who were injured in the storm. How’s he doing?”<br/><br/>Stealth: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155162)<br/><br/>Stealth: 25 luck point (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155165)<br/><br/>His gaze took a turn from Martin to see pass the door frame, which made his crimson orbs go wide. They captured the look of a red and horned figure across the bed, which soon disappeared behind the many nurses. Was....was that Adolfo?!<br/><br/>”I guess now isn’t a very good time to see him, huh?” Not with all of those nurses. ”Im sorry if this feels as if I’m prying into your business, but how’s the rest of the family? Any of them got hurt from the storm? I just came from visiting my mother to see how she was doing. Luckily, the storm didn’t get to her.” He asked Martin, trying to level with him to a degree.