Being found was the last thing he wanted- And Shigure was STILL crying. he clutched a pendent hanging around his neck as he stood up and turned to the sound of the others voice.... Takumi... of all people to come running, why him?
“A-ah... Y-yes, I can explain...” he stammers, but his focus still seemed to be on making the child comfortable again, ears flattening to their lowest point on his head.
“C-c’mon I just fed you what’s the problem?” he continually frets over the baby despite the explanation being on the tip of his tongue, bouncing it gently in his arms- gah, if only he knew how to speak infant, he thought, this would be so much easier.