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[battle-subway-twins]

At first Ingo worries that he overstepped the delicate boundary of minimal trust they had going. However when Harmonia eventually answers Ingo gives him a small nod, "I see... It's at least somewhat sheltered then... I was mostly just worried you were sleeping in the open where the elements could get you so it's a relief to hear."

However, even though he was in some form of shelter he imagined it was still cold so he would definitely be bringing a blanket of some kind with him next time. Hopefully that would help the other sleep better as well. He couldn't be certain but he did know it got colder at night in the Icelands. Ingo gives him his version of a smile again before he decided to sit down with his back to the trunk of tree. Speaking of cold, he was glad for his long coat and the thick tunic he was wearing since he was actually fairly cold that day. He'd woken up chilled and it had not gotten any better with him trekking through the snow. It doesn't escape his notice that his companion put the mask back over his face but doesn't really draw attention to it.

"You're welcome. I'm sorry that you're also having nightmares like that... Hopefully whoever it was that was yelling is long gone... I also can never recall mine clearly... but they always leave me waking up wracked with intense emotions..." Perhaps he'd accidentally hurt someone he cared for? Or caused someone he cared for to be in an accident of some kind. He didn't know and it was something he wasn't sure he wanted to remember fully.

"Oh, before I forget again. I made a meal before I left, that I hope you would find more tasty than just some random ingredients and rice balls would be. I doubt it's still as warm if it is at all but hopefully still good. I would make a fire to reheat it but I don't know if that would tip of the local Pokemon to my presence."

[unnaturalharmony]

"No, of course not..."

Not...often. There have been times he's dozed off in the snow and been woken up frigid. It's not the brightest thing he does, and even the foxes don't know better at times when they can no longer feel the cold. He doesn't blame them. He wishes he couldn't feel the cold either, then he could stay out in the snow as long as he liked. But the night brought a dangerous chill he couldn't stand too much of. It was a shame... The night in this land was so pretty.

Harmonia's attention snaps back when he catches the other's movement, but he relaxes fairly quickly on seeing Ingo was merely moving to sit. That was okay... He hums with a simple nod in understanding. The amount of times he wakes up crying and not knowing why...

"I'd like to think it might be a blessing I've forgotten, but I'm not sure how much better this is..."

It isn't like he wants to complain. He strangely feels he doesn't have a right to, like he should keep quiet about his feelings and upsets, but...he doesn't know why. He is upset. He's angry. He's sad. He's hurting. But something strange in him makes him feel like he's not allowed to feel these things. It makes him wonder just what happened to him, and that maybe he really didn't want to know. He breathes out a tired sigh and let's himself sink to his knees in the snow, out of reach of Ingo, but...closer than he normally allows himself. Perhaps he does enjoy this company. His mask stares at the other, and his head tilts off to the side.

"O-oh... I'm not picky. I don't mind if it's cold. You...didn't have to..."

One couldn't afford to be picky when living the way he did. He was lucky to get food at all. He felt unused to the help, almost like he shouldn't have it. Ingo doing as much as making food like this for him...felt like a spoiling he didn't deserve.

[battle-subway-twins]

Ingo was painfully aware of just how much he stuck out like a sore thumb in the wintry landscape of the Icelands but... He just couldn't bring himself to leave the coat or hat behind. It was a painful thought alone so he couldn't imagine discarding the items. They were the one link he had left to home... He was sure of it. So he just tried to blend in as best he could... Even if it did seem like a futile attempt. At least the only one in the area was Harmonia at the moment.

When Harmonia speaks Ingo nods, not very surprised by what he says. They'd only just met a few times after all and neither were in much condition to recall any kind of interesting topics. He gives a thoughtful hum before speaking up, "I understand... There are many things I am still confused about as well... Then certain things will bring an air of familiarity with no memories attached and it almost painful in a way. Frustrating for certain. Also, I am curious and you do not have to answer if it is overstepping, but where do the foxes tend to sleep? It might help me think of a better aide to let you rest."

If it was somewhere with little shelter from the cold it would explain a few things as well. Perhaps next time he comes he should bring the other a blanket. It might not do much but it could help keep the heavier chill away. When next Harmonia speaks about being afraid of remembering his past Ingo's gaze softens. Perhaps he'd had a bad experience before this and now he was treated like a feral Pokemon... No wonder he turned to the foxes.

"I see... Well if ever the memories do resurface and they aren't good ones we will cross those tracks together. You are not alone in this anymore... I sense a darkness in the back of my mind as well and there are these horrid nightmares I can never remember so... I can almost understand... It will be okay Harmonia."

[unnaturalharmony]

There's another long pause, because he wonders how much he really trusts this person. Admittedly...not much. Ingo has been showing he's no enemy to Pokemon, but it was still hard to bring himself to trust too easily. This apparent care the other has for him is startling, and he's not entirely sure what to do about it. Being cared for, by anyone but the Pokemon he was close to, almost felt wrong. He wasn't even sure why. He hesitates, but his gaze drifts to the side, to the deeper parts of the forest.

"There's a cave that the pack makes their home."

There was, perhaps, a shaky trust he had. Fragile as thin ice, that could break if you stepped wrongly. There was a want to trust, to let himself relax fully around this human, but he wasn't a fool. Even if there was shown kindness...humans were creatures capable of lying. That scared him, and he didn't want to think that of Ingo, but he couldn't be too careful. And for that, he remained tense, and dared not get too close. What is said does make that waver some.

It still bewilders him that there is someone that seems to know what he's going through. Someone that was willing to help him. He wants to trust that so badly. He feels desperate to cling onto that kindness, yet so scared that it will hurt him. That fear felt almost overwhelming. He doesn't want to be hurt. Part of him wonders how badly he may have been hurt before he ended up here. And yet, something about Ingo made him feel reassured. He wanted to believe him. His hand shakes a bit as it reaches up and pulls his mask back over his face, only because he feels a few too many emotions right then, and it brought something of a comfort.

It will be okay. It felt like something he's never heard before.

"...Thank you... The nightmares I can understand a little. I hear...voices, but there's never a scene. It's difficult to grasp what's being said sometimes. A lot of it is yelling, and the voice is familiar, but I don't know why..."

[battle-subway-twins]

"Heh, I can agree to that. Though you saying I was doing fine feels like a compliment."

It likely was all things considered. He was a human, wearing black in the snow, and felt like he stood out like a sore thumb. However, the act of sneaking around did feel vaguely familiar... Like he'd done it a long time ago. Another thing he's forgotten about most likely. Rather than focus on that though he chuckles taking in the other's little smirk, glad that he was feeling playful. That felt more like something a youth of his apparent age should be feeling. At least it felt like it should be anyway.

Ingo then waits for Harmonia to consider the question he'd posed. Considering how long it was taking it made him feel like perhaps the other lacked those that showed him concern normally in the past. Then again... considering how feral he was now and not considering himself human perhaps that statement was closer to the truth than Ingo would like. It made him feel a great level of concern for the other. Well, Ingo would care for Harmonia, he was already in too deep.

"That is painfully familiar to what I experience as well... It's hard to fall asleep then stay asleep once I have..." Not to mention the thoughts that run circles in his mind. They really were in similar situations. "Perhaps talking will help calm your mind so you can sleep better tonight?"

[unnaturalharmony]

To be fair, it helped he now purposefully looks for Ingo, and his hearing is sharp. That and the other did stand out against the snow quite a lot. He wondered why he'd live so dangerously instead of getting something white to wear like himself, but he wouldn't question if that outfit really was so special to him. It just...worried him a little, so he hoped to always be the first to find the man.

Harmonia nods quietly at first, getting to sleep was one thing, staying that way was somehow even more difficult. It didn't help his time for sleep was rather scattered. Sometimes it would be during the night, others in the middle of the day, and never for long if he managed to get any. Admittedly, being cold all the time hardly helped, but nothing could be done for that. He frowns and his gaze drifts up to the trees as thoughts float through his head, as they always tend to.

"I'm not sure I'd know where to start. There's a lot I'm confused about and don't understand. I keep getting feelings and I don't know where they come from..."

There's another pause while he tries to pick through his thoughts. An attempt to will something up from the fog, but nothing ever quite makes it. Only flashes and feelings. Some of those feelings...don't feel good. He shakes his head and focuses again, forcing his attention back to Ingo, and he finds himself hesitating only a moment longer.

"I...don't know how much I want to remember. There's something that tries to come up, but it... I don't think I like it..."

It scared him. He didn't know why, but whatever it was felt awful.

[battle-subway-twins]

Ingo was certain that his startled yelp had surprised the other given how he jumped back as well. Thankfully it doesn't seem to have to have scared him off. He couldn't help but lessen his permafrown into his version of a smile, glad he hadn't done so. More so he was relieved that he hadn't alerted any nearby Pokemon of their location. Harmonia likely would have been fine but him? Probably not.

"Heh heh, it's alright. I'm not upset that you did. It proves I should be more alert of my surroundings. Though I could have sworn I did well this time."

Maybe it was just that Harmonia was unusually sneaky? It could be the case. He did live a pack of notoriously sneaky foxes after all. For now he adjusts the pack on his back, moving to take it off. Ingo pauses his movements when Harmonia speaks and moves his mask to the side. It always strikes him just how pale the poor being was but then he notices how the areas under his eyes are darker and feels concerned. Was he not sleeping well? Then again, Ingo could hardly talk... He himself was feeling rather drained of late as well given how he'd been trying to keep busy during his days. It seemed he just didn't like having a lot of downtime. Thankfully weaving new little packs from weeds was a good way to spend time.

"That's good but I must ask this as a safety check, have you been sleeping alright Harmonia? You seem tired."

There wasn't really any judgement in his voice, just a quiet concern. It felt almost instinctive for him to ask actually... Like he'd done it many times before. A flash of white flits through his mind before its gone and his frown deepens at the pain the brief glimpse brings him. He'd seen that flash before and it always brought a powerful loneliness with it. Whatever it was... He missed it greatly.

[unnaturalharmony]

"You were doing fine. I'm just better."

It's said with a smirk that looked more like it belonged on the face of a Sneasel, before laughing softly. It was in his nature to be playful, not unlike the foxes if given the chance. Of course they would never show that side of themselves to humans. It would be nice if that sort of trust could be formed...but it seemed impossible as things were. Foxes were too bitter, and humans were too cruel. At least one was different.

There's another pause from Harmonia from the question. Admittedly, he wasn't all that sure what could be considered a healthy sleep. Or healthy...anything. He never really thinks about why his skin looks rather similar to the snow, or why he feels so tired every now and then. He hums softly, his bright gaze drifting down. It also feels very odd that a human seemed to hold concern for him. That's something that feels wildly unfamiliar.

"I...suppose not. I tend to wake up often, or think a lot. I don't really consider how well I sleep."

[battle-subway-twins]

Ingo felt bad that their sudden escape had startled Harmonia but it was best for them flee before things escalated. Once they were safely away from the foxes' territory Ingo was returned to his feet and the pair trekked back to his home by the Pearl Clan. He couldn't help but talk with his Lady about the strange being and how he was rather excited to get to know him further as they walked and Sneasler didn't seem to mind at all. It was nice to see her normally sullen and quiet warden so animated for once.

When Ingo returns to the territory he sadly is not accompanied by his Lady this time as she was needed elsewhere apparently. He'd had to promise her to be more careful and go earlier so that is exactly what he did. He'd taken more care to avoid any Pokemon and was crouched through the flora to hopefully avoid detection. Apparently he'd been noticed anyway... By the exact being he was there to see.

"Ahh!" The poor man let's out a rather surprised and shocked cry at the sudden growl behind him and quickly jerked around to see what had snuck up behind him... Only to see Harmonia's mask staring back at him. Ingo sagged a bit in relief as the adrenaline wears off but he does give a weak laugh, "bravo, you got me once again Harmonia!"

After a quick look around around to make sure no Pokemon were coming to investigate his rather loud cry he stands up and dusts the snow off himself. "I hope the food I brought didn't get too shaken up by that heh. Though I suppose it will all still eat the same regardless." He looks over to Harmonia and gives him a lesser frown to show he wasn't upset. "How have you been Harmonia? Well I hope."

[unnaturalharmony]

He hopped back himself at the sound from the other, before relaxing somewhat at the slight laugh and the praise that followed, and he couldn't help a child-like giggle that escaped him. Maybe he should feel bad about scaring Ingo, and he does a little, but it was harmless fun. At least he wasn't a real Zoroark.

"Sorry, I'll try not to make it a habit."

As funny as it was. Harmonia looks about the immediate area too, more listens, but he's quite certain nothing was around. He knew his pack were all settled at home, they very rarely came out during daylight hours, and most other Pokemon stayed clear. Save for some of the Rufflet he's since made friends with and the occasional Swinub that didn't know better. His attention returns to the man and it is settling that Ingo showed no signs of being upset by his behavior. Lady Sneasler seemed to be right. His head tilts to the side at the question though and he has to think about it.

"...Yes. Well enough."

He thinks, anyway. He reaches up to shift his mask to the side and gives the other a smile. He's as pale as ever, that hasn't changed, but he's getting a bit more dark around the eyes recently. He's tired and unhealthy, but what could you do. Living the way he does, surrounded by bitter spirits as well, was just a bit difficult. He couldn't say he minded though. It was, in his opinion, better than living amongst humans.

[battle-subway-twins]

Ever since waking up in the snow all that time ago... Was it weeks now? Months? He couldn't be sure... Either way, ever since that point Ingo had felt completely lost and alone in these lands. He was immeasurably grateful for the company of his Lady and now his new Gliscor companion but there had been a factor missing. Someone he could converse with. Someone who potentially understood what he'd been going through, even slightly. Sure, his Pokemon friends helped but they could not truly talk with him... Even if he did hold conversations with them.

"I'm glad she has had kind things to say of me. I was almost certain that I had been nothing but a nuisance to her when I could first start walking again. She would visit me often which I was told was strange." Ah there he goes getting derailed again, "but I'm also looking forward to forging a new connection with you as well."

Ingo thought that he could see a bit of excitement in those eyes but he couldn't be certain and certainly didn't want to be projecting his own feelings on the other. When he hears the barked warning he gets the understanding that the others will need to return as well. It made sense given how long they'd been chatting. The man waits patiently as it seems that he was recalling something. Perhaps... He didn't even remember his name before this point? Something all but confirmed when the being, Harmonia, speaks again.

"Then Harmonia it is. It's a lovely name I think. It makes me think of an ideal world where Pokemon and humans can live in harmony." He nods before hearing Sneasler give a little warning noise. Ah right. He's got to get moving. "Don't forget your supplies. Alas it will be another few days before I can come again. Please take care in the mean time."

Ingo then freezes upon hearing a noise coming from somewhere nearby. Shit was that a Zoroark?! He doesn't have anymore time to contemplate it as his lady is scooping him up and practically shoving him down the path they'd come from. She would just scoop him into the basket on her back but it didn't feel like they had the time. Ingo easily got the hint and curled into her arms, careful of her claws, as to let her move with more ease. With that the pair were gone before anything could really find, or worse, attack them.

True to his word though Ingo was returning a few days later with a fresh batch of supplies, this time with an added meal he'd made of rice and safe to eat mushrooms and herbs he'd found. It tasted pretty good in his opinion. This time he'd made sure to head out much earlier than the last time as to hopefully avoid any confrontations and be able to converse with Harmonia longer should the youth desire the company.

[unnaturalharmony]

It would be nice, to finally have someone to trust if Ingo proved he really is deserving of it. He's still hesitant to allow himself that trust in someone that wasn't of his little adopted family, but he's willing to give a chance. If this man could make him smile as easily as he does, perhaps it's worth it. It did excite him, the idea of getting a human companion that didn't hold unwarranted hatred for him.

He does smile with a delight, before pausing for another moment at such a statement. There's something in the fog of his mind that seems to find familiarity in it. The more he thinks about the concept, the more he wonders if those were his ideals. If not, they may be now. If only humans weren't so difficult...

"I believe I can agree with you. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

His, Harmonia's, look softens, before he startles at the sudden noise, and further the sudden movement. He only spares the two a glance, and snatches the supply pack up as he darts back into the deeper parts of the forest with the fox kit held in his cloak. Neither of them spoke of that encounter either.

The next days were...tiring. Rather, he's been tired and hasn't noticed until recently. He now not worries only for himself, but this human that's decided it's a good idea to continue treading upon the territory of the foxes for...him. That's an added thing he thinks about now, on top of...why he was here? He couldn't see the point, or the reason he couldn't remember anything. The only thing he's sure of is that he doesn't belong here. Which was...painful. Perhaps it's another reason he's so bitter. Everyone else belonged here, but he didn't, and the people made that clear.

Except for one, who he oddly found himself looking forward to seeing.

It's earlier, he's thankful, that he finds Ingo in the territory once more. Quiet even in the snow, perhaps the term of 'spirit' is rather justified, he winds up following the human a short ways. The fox mask stares at the back of the other intently, before he grows tired and, not unlike a Zorua-

He barks.

[battle-subway-twins]

Sneasler nods as well, glad that she could give him more options. Though she figured he had had enough of meeting strange new Pokemon for the time being. For now she decided to keep an eye and ear out for any approaching Pokemon to keep her warden safe seeing as he was distracted at the moment. Though given her understanding this was the first time he'd met someone in a similar situation to himself.

"I cannot think of the reason myself but... In a way though it is a comforting fact to know that our tracks have met at an intersection now... We are not alone..."

Ingo spoke it softly, volume softer than normal which was saying something. At least he'd learned early on to somewhat control how loud he was speaking at as to not draw too much attention to himself. Also to spare his poor Lady's hearing. Where ever he'd been before, perhaps he'd needed to be loud to be heard? That sounded correct but also not quite. Strange. Maybe he was just loud?? At damn it he was getting side tracked. Ingo looked over as the being picked up the Zorua and seemed to consider all the options. He keeps his gaze steady as the other looks to him in hesitation. For some reason he wanted to keep the other optimistic, show him support... It would all be okay.

"I shall perform safety checks and make sure to not arrive too late in the day. I shall adjust my schedule accordingly. Thank you... for the warning... And continuing to give me a chance to prove myself."

He smiles in his own unique way, eyes crinkling a bit to show it. It felt like he hadn't smiled in so long. Sneasler leaned over and pats his head gently, as to not crush his precious hat too much. Ingo blinked and looked to the sky, "ah yes it is getting time to depart is it not? We do not want to risk upsetting your friends after all. Ah right, I have not introduced myself yet. My name is Ingo. Do you have anything that they call you?"

[unnaturalharmony]

There was something comforting about it. Their situations were rather tragic, but they were not alone in it. They both suffered the same fate, whatever it may have been that wiped their memories and brought them here. What's more is that this person appeared to hold a similar respect for Pokemon as he did. He'd like to see the extent of that respect. Words were one thing, actions were what mattered to him. The smile the other gives makes his own turn brighter.

"If what your Lady tells me is true, then there is nothing to be held against you. I think I'll look forward to your company."

He loved his pack and the rest of the Pokemon around here, of course he did, but he never quite fit in with them, given his similarities to a human, and the humans have made it clear they want nothing to do with him, even when he's done nothing against them. All except this one, who turns out to perhaps be more like him than he initially thought. He might even say he's a little excited to talk to this person in the future. His own attention turns to the sky and he slowly stands as he wraps the little fox in his cloak, who barks in a quiet warning. They should head back themselves. His gaze drifts back to the man, he says his name is Ingo, and he nods slowly in acknowledgment, before pausing. Something he was called...

"It's...fuzzy. I think I remember the name Harmonia, but not much else..."

[battle-subway-twins]

The noble lady was purring at the gentle scratch to her chin when Ingo gives it to her. Yes she had picked a good warden this time. Her last one had been... troublesome. She didn't like to recall him but it didn't matter since the wilds of Hisui had eventually laid claim to him. It was a worry that she had for Ingo now, especially given his stubborn streak but she would do her best to protect him and if not he had his Gliscor companion.

"It is. If you ask I imagine he would show you. He likely just didn't want to concern you or your friend there with his presence."

Ingo meanwhile pulls at the brim of his hat as he remains quiet while the other processes what he said. It was showing signs of damage that he should try to repair soon. Same with his coat but he wasn't entirely certain how to do either. He just knew that he needed to, he needed to keep both these items close to him. Because they were... Why were they so important...?

When the being spoke of being in a similar situation Ingo can't stop the bit of surprise from showing on his face. "I... I thought I was the only one to have been derailed. Perhaps... Our situation is similar." He gives the other a sort of pained look, feeling bad for him to have been placed in this state of nothingness like him. Then he gets an idea and looks thoughtful, hand coming up to his chin as he thought, "perhaps the more we talk the more we can find the right tracks?"

Ingo didn't want to assume that the other wanted to go back home, but he had to admit that it was easier to feel more familiar things around this being and that helped him feel more at ease. Maybe it was similar for him?

[unnaturalharmony]

A mere slow nod is given and he looks down towards the fox so carefully peering out from behind his cloak. Thinking about it, he would like to speak to more Pokemon that chose themselves to remain with humans. He wondered if there were more like this man. Surely other humans did have love in their hearts for these creatures if one did. But finding them was a dangerous thing in this land, he felt. He kneels down in the snow, gently bringing the Zorua kit into his arms.

"It seems too odd to be mere coincidence, but I can't imagine the reason for it..."

He has to wonder if this has happened to more people, but he would have no way of finding that out. It was by pure chance that the one human that decided to care happened to be in the same situation. It was very strange. Perhaps it was fated for them to meet. He looks up, golden eyes staring at the stranger with a hesitance that holds his tongue for a moment. The thought of being able to continue talking with this man was oddly a pleasant one. Remembering who he was though... He wasn't as certain, with the faint feeling of dread in his heart whenever something tried to come through the heavy fog in his mind. There was some part of him that didn't want to remember, but... He felt a pain of not knowing who exactly he was, where he came from, or...what he was. Whatever he was...he's certain it's not human. After a bit of his internal debate, he looks up at the other with a soft smile.

"I think I would like that. Just take care in this area, especially in the later hours."

[battle-subway-twins]

While his lady seemingly continued to explain Ingo found himself oddly jealous. He wished he could communicate with his Pokemon friends with such ease but alas he did the best that he could. Sure he couldn't understand their words but he could get the gist of what they were conveying most of the time and that seemed good enough for them. At least it seemed that Lady Sneasler and this being were getting along well enough, even if it was at the expense of him.

While the being spoke Sneasler snatched the hat away from Ingo when he tried to fix it again, placing it on her own head she looked towards the youth as he laughed. She was glad to see it. While she had nothing against the foxes of this land she knew that they could hold bitter grudges for many long years. It was why she was so nervous of letting her precious warden venture this territory alone... If he were found it would be horrible but... She could understand also she couldn't stop him. He was stubborn about things like this she'd found out early on. Ingo for his part looked a bit flustered at being called different but seemed relieved that the other was glad for that.

"You're welcome kit, if you wish he carries and cares for another Pokemon that willingly chose to follow and defend him. I care not for the device used to carry him but the Gliscor says that he doesn't mind it and is glad that it allows him to be so close to his human without scaring the others. Having it also seemed to bring a peace to my warden that he has not shown often since I found him."

While his lady continued to speak Ingo had tried in vain to get his hat back, deciding to stop soon after since for one he didn't want to be rude and interrupt her conversation and second she returned it to his head when she was done anyway. "Thank you my lady, you know it is precious to me." While he couldn't recall why he just knew that and his coat both were. He adjusts it and gives her a scratch under the chin how he knows she likes as a thank you before he pauses at the youth's question to him. His silver gaze looks a bit pained before looking down then to up meet his golden hues.

"Sadly I cannot remember anything about my home station. I knew that I was derailed from my tracks when I woke up in the snow... Beyond that I can only recall my name with certainty. Everything else is but fleeting feelings and impressions."

[unnaturalharmony]

It was nice... Knowing he wasn't the only one that was strange. He hardly counted as human, he didn't think he was one, but he looked like them. Seeing someone who was a human treat Pokemon with such care was something of a relief. Maybe he didn't have to keep his guard so high with this one... But others, certainly. Other humans were still cruel, he still held a bitterness towards them and he was sure that couldn't be changed. But... One was still something. It was a comfort. He looks at Sneasler with another tilt of his head when he listened further.

"Is that so..."

Why did that feel like such a familiar concept to him... Pokemon being kept in devices. Something doesn't sit right with him about it. He's not fully sure why. If the Pokemon were okay with it though...maybe it wasn't as bad as it sounded to him. He keeps his mind from drifting by listening to the older man, and his brow furrows. That sounded awfully familiar... His gaze drifts to the side and he grows silent a moment as he processes this. That was...very strange if that was the case.

"How odd..."

A bit too odd to be passed as a mere coincidence, but he couldn't say. This world was very odd in itself. He frowned with a hum and brought his attention back to the human.

"That's very similar to the way I ended up here... I remember nothing before waking up. Only that I don't feel I belong here..."

[battle-subway-twins]

The man couldn't know that the being behind him was so happy to see how Ingo treated the Zorua. To him, he was just doing what was natural. The little one hadn't outright attacked him first and had obviously been anxious herself so he'd just tried to win her over first. It had worked with Gliscor too when he'd injured himself. Ingo had spoken calmly and tried to offer it the berries he'd been carrying upon seeing his injuries. The process had been slow but eventually he'd helped heal the Gliscor and in turn it seemed that the Pokemon had taken a shine to him that had only grown over time.

Once his Lady arrives Ingo can't help but calm down a bit more, not realizing just how anxious he'd been. It helped to be in her presence and know that she wouldn't allow anything to happen to him on her watch. Instead he merely stands to the side while she takes in the stranger's appearance. Sneasler for her part wasn't all that offended by the staring, figuring that this kit had never seen a Pokemon like her before given she rarely ventured into the Icelands unless helping her warden navigate the cliffs, checking on the Pearl Clan, or tracking down her warden as of late. The noble Pokemon listens to him and can't help but chuckle in her own Sneasler-y way.

"I do now know how you can speak in a way I can fully understand but I shall assume you can understand my speech as well." She spoke it to him while Ingo watched on in confusion and awe. For his part he could not understand her words but he could understand her emotion and she was amused. "I found him near dead in the snow, bleeding and freezing slowly to death and I thought to leave him there. However... He looked to me without fear and more so just quietly warned me of a strangely aggressive Pokemon and to steer clear of it. He cared more for me than his own self preservation."

She crossed her arms and looked down, "it was... confusing. I wanted to learn more about him after this point so I took him back to the Pearl Clan to get him healed so I could learn why he'd done what he did. This foolish kit could barely remember his own name but felt that Pokemon were not terrifying monsters but wonderful creatures to be respected. He didn't even blame the Pokemon that had injured him so, assuming it had been his own fault." Sneasler then looked to Ingo whom just was watching idly by and pushed the brim of his hat over his eyes further which caused him to make a surprised sound and give a fond huffed out "please my Lady you know I like this a certain way," which caused her to laugh.

"He's odd, speaks strangely, and gets lost in his own head a lot but the longer I've been around him the more I realized he wasn't like the other humans. He's been fun to learn more about and is always respectful of my title and boundaries and doesn't expect things of me just because I am a noble Pokemon." She nodded finally and notices how Ingo has fixed his hat just how he likes it finally so naturally she pushes it back down again as if to prove he wouldn't get upset. Ingo didn't get upset and just gave a fond long suffering sigh.

[unnaturalharmony]

He did merely give a nod and remained quiet to listen from there. It did interest him to hear the point of view from a Pokemon aligned with this strange human. Pokemon would never have any reason to lie, and he found himself growing more at ease the more he heard. Perhaps it was true not all humans were so vile. Many were, that he's seen for himself more than enough, but if this one were as kind as he seems... Surely more existed.

Watching the amusing interaction between the two of them has him laughing softly. There was a bond he could see bright as day, and it warmed his heart that had been feeling so cold since he arrived here. The unnatural bitterness left for just a moment and he let himself smile.

"I see. Thank you for explaining. Perhaps our views on humans aren't entirely correct. I've had...unkind experiences with them. But he is different. I'm glad for that."

Looking to this stranger, he offered an easier smile. He was willing to believe this man was kind-hearted, the actions he's seen so far helped that. That made him happy... There was, however, something that did bother him the more he thought about it. He frowned a bit, unsure on how to ask such a thing, and only stared at the stranger for a moment with gold eyes full of interest.

"You said before you aren't from here... Do you...know where you are from?"

[battle-subway-twins]

Ingo was glad to see that his congratulations seem to have made the other happy. Something about that was also familiar... He could remember being by someone that smiled quite often... However details beyond that were gone. Oh well, it was something and he would take it. A minor success was still greater than none after all. He notes what he assumes is a pleased sound from the other and logged that away for now. It seemed that this being wasn't often praised... Well if this became a regular occurrence then he could rectify this.

While he was explaining he noticed how the being was coming closer to investigate. In response he did tense a little but mostly he just held the flute up a bit better for the other get a better view. It wasn't anything remarkable but it did mean a lot to him. He watched as the other seemed to realize just how close he'd gotten and stepped back. At least he didn't seem to be as tense or scared this time. Perhaps that was steps in the right direction.

Finally Ingo watched as the little Zorua finished her snack and ran over to the being and he couldn't help the little chuckle. It was cuter than the tales had led him to believe. However, he knew that if he were to distress or scare either of them too much then they could summon the true terrors of the pack. What could easily kill him should he make a mistake. Getting the go ahead he nodded, "then I will summon her to this station. Please stay behind the yellow line."

Ingo stood up slowly and made sure that the being was behind him as he played the tune that his Lady knew so well. It wasn't perfection but it was vastly improved from his first attempts. At least she always knew it was Ingo playing. Soon enough Lady Sneasler before them and looked tense before seeing how relaxed her warden was and she followed suit. However before she does relax the noble Pokemon went to look him over just to be sure and he chuckled a bit. "I assure you I am fine my Lady. Thank you for your concern. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind answering this one's questions? He is quite curious."

Sneasler looked to the other what she assumed to be human and cocked her head to the side. There was something odd about him that was certain. So this was who her warden was braving these lands to help?

[unnaturalharmony]

It was truly a delight to him that his timid packmate had been treated with kindness rather than fear and violence. It warmed something in his heart that perhaps humans, or at least this one, really were okay. He prayed that may be the truth. If only more humans were like this. What an ideal world it would be, for humans and Pokemon to coexist. To care for and help each other. If only that were possible.

He took another careful step back when the other stood, gentle as he nudged the fox behind him, otherwise he remained still as the sound of the flute rang out. Not long after did he see the approach of the clan's Noble, and his shoulders tensed, as did the Zorua behind him peek out to growl. He's seen the Sneasel of this land before, they were quite cute, but it's his first time seeing this Pokemon. His bright eyes stare at her with fascination, before he remembers that might be rude, and offers a more respectful bow of his head instead.

"I apologize for the bother. This human tells me you're fond of him..."

He straightens up with a tilt of his head and a frown. Not of judgment or distaste, but genuine confusion and curiosity.

"I've heard only ill of humans since coming here... I wondered why you willingly stay by this one."

[battle-subway-twins]

Ingo was glad for her delight before that rather sudden scare sent her jumping away. Not that he could blame her one bit. Thankfully he had yet to encounter an actual Zoroark as he was certain had that been a true one the man would not be quite so fortunate. Though he was certain that had he truly shouted in fright his Lady would have no problem hearing him given his volume. Something he could test in a safer location he's certain but for now he just take some comfort from hearing the other laugh. That suited him much better than the bitter tone from before.

"Consider that the right track to success. Bravo!"

Despite being the victim of the joke he couldn't help but congratulate the other. He paused after saying that since it had felt so painfully familiar saying it. He briefly rubbed at his temple, feeling as though something were trying to come through the fog but alas it gives up before he could grasp it. Damn it. Ah well. Resisting the urge to sigh he looks up to the other when he admits he was running low. Ah, he was glad to have come when he did then.

"It's not much but I'm glad to see it's been helping."

The normal permafrown he wore lessened in his own unique way of smiling. Seeing both the hesitation and curiosity on the other's face has him blinking for a moment. Ah, he must not know what this is. Then again, Ingo hadn't a clue either when he was first handed the item and it too quite a while to perfect its use... Much to chagrin of his Lady's hearing.

"Ah, this is a Celestica Flute... It was given to me as the warden for Lady Sneasler to be able to call for her. She coupled with my car on the tracks here today but I asked her to wait outside of this territory as to not anger your friends. I know though that you wished to speak with her so I could summon her if you'd like?"

The warden didn't blow on the flute yet, clearly letting the being before him make the choice. After all, he didn't want to just summon her to scare the two in his company.

[unnaturalharmony]

There's something familiar that bothers him about the way this human speaks, and he's not sure why. Something beneath the fog in his mind that wants to reach out, but has him mentally pulling away. He's torn on wanting to remember still. But the odd familiarity this person brings him every now and then has him curious. Regardless, the light-hearted congratulations the other gives makes him perk up, and he can't help but smile just a bit brighter with an odd rumble of what could be described as a purr in his throat.

Listening to the explanation has him coming close, maybe too close, just to get a better look at the flute. He hums in response at first, simply in acknowledgment rather than disapproval, before the glow of his eyes flickers back to the stranger and he has the sense to back off again a few steps, reminding himself this situation still wasn't safe. Should things go wrong with his encounters with this man though, he knew his pack would come to his side at a sound of distress.

The offer was considered for a moment. This would be the safest place if he would like to converse with the Lady, for him. His attention briefly went to the Zorua when she darted over to him after she had finished her snack and hid beneath the snow-coloured cloak he had draped over his shoulders.

"If you could, yes. I am curious of her opinions, and the way that you treat her."

[battle-subway-twins]

It should have occurred to Ingo that the young fox was not alone... However he had no possible way of knowing the personalities or habits of Zorua and just assumed she was defending herself and her territory. Of course he was trying to keep an ear out for any other approaches but so far he didn't hear anything.

Ingo watches as she flares up in anger with his movements, knowing full well that she could attack at a moment's notice. He didn't dare want to alarm her though so he merely paused for a second before he continued his plan. This would end up either helping his cause or getting him in a world of trouble and he wasn't sure which would happen so he was trying to prepare for either. The man didn't dare move or even breath loudly as the fox kit came forward slowly to investigate his gift. Hopefully she liked Sitrus berries... Perhaps a Pecha would have been better? His musings are interrupted as he sees her tail begin to wag and he let's out a quiet sigh of relief. Oh thank Sinnoh. While he may not be a highly religious man he couldn't help but feel grateful right then.

The man gave his version of a smile, ever subdued and tired as it was, "I am glad that you like it little one." He was wholly unaware that the target of his original search was directly behind him at that moment, so quiet he'd been. When he hears that growl though, Ingo immediately tenses, hand going towards his bag again while he turned to face the threat. Thankfully he catches sight of the wild green hair just as his hand wraps around his flute as he fumbles it out of the bag. "O-Oh, it's you again..! You startled me... My apologies I likely startled you both with my actions just now as well."

As if to prove he wasn't upset he merely adjusted himself a bit before slowly reaching down to get his flute. "Ah, I brought more supplies though my departure schedule was slightly delayed by my Lady."

[unnaturalharmony]

The Zorua is in fact delighted as she munches on her treat. The Zoroark surely would not have taken this act of kindness so easily. The sudden movement though does make her jump and she snatches the berry to hop a safe distance away. The culprit of the scare, steps back from the stranger and only watches, before he can't help but laugh, his voice soft as ever, but holding a bit more lightness to it rather than a cold, bitter tone he had during their first meeting.

"The apologies are mine. I wanted to see if I could scare you."

He was not unlike the foxes themselves. They did so love to cause trouble when not so worried about being threatened. He moved his mask to the side and his expression held a gentle smile. While he wasn't certain he could allow himself to trust this stranger, the other has yet to do anything deserving of his hatred. He could not let himself relax, but he didn't have it in him to be so angry. It was not in his nature.

"I thank you. I was beginning to run low..."

His bright gaze drifts down, his attention grasped by the sight of the flute that the man had reached for. He takes a step with brief hesitance, before coming closer with a tilt of his head to the side in curiosity. He shouldn't be such a close distance to one that could harm him easily, but that thought left his mind for the moment.

"What's that?"

[battle-subway-twins]

There was a spark of hope in Ingo's own chest as the being before him and his friend seemed to accept his words. He too wanted to believe there was another out there that didn't find Pokemon something to be feared for no reason. It seemed he did in fact find that in this soul here and he wanted to learn more. It was perhaps the most aware he's felt in a long time. Not even with his dear Lady did he feel this close to remembering something and she'd been the closest thus far.

It was that desire that had brought him back, trying to take as much care as he could coming back through this territory. Hell, Lady Sneasler had even accompanied him most of the way but he'd asked her to wait just outside the forest as to not draw the attention of the foxes inside. She'd found out about his last outing and had seemed worried over this idea of his and was curious over this strange being he'd spoken to her of. Or at least that had been his hope. It was hard to tell with her sometimes given her Quirky nature but she had refused to wait at the Pearl Clan settlement so he let her join.

Seems this meeting would happening sooner than he expected. Hopefully she didn't mind waiting while he snuck through the cover of the flora slowly. He thought he was doing a fairly good job making it to the clearing undetected since nothing had attacked him. Hands paused their task of undoing the pack secured to his back when he heard movement. His silver gaze turns just in time to see a Zorua bound out of the flora, and he find her attempts to looks threatening rather cute. However he does tense since she may not be alone and he in a way wanted her to think her tactics were working.

"It seems I was not as sneaky as I had hoped. You've come to defend your territory have you not?" Naturally he would not be able to understand her if she responded. Ingo moved his hands to show that he wasn't going to do anything before getting an idea. He wanted try and at least deescalate the situation. "Are you perhaps hungry...? I was saving this for Gliscor but I can always get another to give him."

Ingo ever so slowly moved his hand to the bag secured about his waist in order to pull out a nicely ripened Sitrus berry. They were a favorite of his partner Pokemon he discovered and would try to keep a few on hand for him. Once obtained from the bag he very slowly lowered it to the ground, not expecting the Zorua to want to take it from his hands. Hopefully it would not attack him as a result but he was ready to dodge just in case. He'd promised not to harm the being's friends so he'd just have to hope he could dodge, run, and escape with minimal detection and injury. At least his Lady was waiting nearby and that thought comforted him.

[unnaturalharmony]

This was surely a very fierce Zorua. At least, that's what she believed. Her little paws stomped in the snow at the stranger's words and she barked in response. This was indeed her territory and she would make that very well known. But of course, she wouldn't be so bold if she was alone.

The fox's fur bristled into angry flames as she watched the man reach for something, but she pauses at the sight of the berry. It was an odd thing, because humans never came with offerings to their kind. Humans didn't carry generosity with them. So this was confusing. Her fur calms and her head tilts off to the side while her wide, golden eyes stare at the fruit placed on the ground. She remained in her stance for a while, before she dared take a step forward, gaze flickering up between the odd man and the food. There's another careful step, and a few more, until she sniffs at the berry, just to take sure it was okay. There's another moment of hesitation, before her tail is wagging as she takes a bite.

Of course she has someone watching over her, who just so happened to end up behind the stranger at some point, silent as the spirit he's referred to as while he watches the scene with the painted stare of a fox mask. Perhaps they were wrong about humans. He'd like to believe that. It was difficult to feel the cold bitterness when seeing such kindness. He'd like to have hope, but he wouldn't be foolish enough to trust so easily. At least...not entirely.

Only after a minute of watching to make sure the young fox was okay, does he decide to make himself known by growling behind the stranger. Just to see a reaction.

[battle-subway-twins]

Ingo would like to believe that his sincerity was helping to get through to the young being before him. This strange soul that looked human but acted closer to a Pokemon. He truly did hope he was. Not only because perhaps it would help him survive should a Zoroark discover him here but also so he could further aide this young being. It felt like caring for someone was a big deal to him before... It would feel familiar at least and that was a comfort he needed.

"Pokemon... are wondrous creatures... They deserve to be respected just as much as anyone else. That is something I believe in... People do not think the same but I don't care for what they say."

That was something he'd believed in when he first awoke in the snow and it was something he still held on to even after he'd been attacked numerous times by wild Pokemon. It had all been so confusing when he first approached a Pokemon but he didn't fault them for it. This land was harsh in so many ways and they were but protecting themselves.

The man blinks when he watches as the strange being picks up the Zorua, exposing it to him further. Perhaps he did trust Ingo in some form. His frown lessens into something softer as he takes in the scene, acutely aware that it was something no one else could have ever seen. When the being spoke as if he understood the bark of the Zorua Ingo grew confused. Could... Could he truly understand the Pokemon? Is that... Could that be the reason why he was so accepted by the Zorua and Zoroark? It was so strange but in a way made sense.

Ingo snaps from his thoughts when the other speaks up and gives him permission to continue bringing supplies. That was good. It was honestly a relief to him actually for reasons he couldn't understand. Both the permission and promise of secrecy. He's about to reply when he notices the other hesitate so he does as well. This request that the being makes surprises him but he thinks it over. Having his own Lady to accompany him on one of these trips would be beneficial should he need to make a quick escape or protection. It also confirmed his little theory of the other being able to understand Pokemon.

"I do not expect to be accepted immediately or at all. I will perform all safety checks before proceeding down these tracks. As for meeting my Lady Sneasler... I believe I can make that happen. I have a feeling she will like you indeed. And I must admit... i am curious as to what she has to say as well."

Ingo gave him a brief smile, or at least as close to one as he can make, tired eyes closing slightly but not fully to show he was still keen on his surroundings.

"For now though, I must leave this station before one of your friends ventures too close. I will be back when I can." With that said Ingo began the process of carefully leaving the territory, ensuring to avoid any threats on his way home. It takes a few days for him to get a break in his warden's duties but eventually he does find time to begin his trek back to where he'd met that strange youth, taking care to avoid any Pokemon on the way.

Once he makes it to the clearing Ingo breaths a small sigh of relief before he began to undo this visit's supply bundle.

[unnaturalharmony]

Perhaps he is merely desperate. For what, he's uncertain. To believe that there can be a creature that looks like him, that also thinks the way does. Or simply for a companion that he can trust. He has his pack, who had taken him in and understood him, but something in him wants to hope that humans were not as vile as he knows them to be. He wants to be wrong. Hearing these words does give him that hope.

Being able to speak with this Lady may further sway his beliefs. If he should trust anyone, it should be the Pokemon that willingly stand by the side of humans. He wishes to know why they do, and understand. The foxes may be harsh and close-minded, but he was not. He offers a bow of his head, him and the bundle of ghostly fur in his arms watching carefully as the stranger moves to make his way out of their territory. Neither of them mentioned it to the other foxes, as promised.

Another day, it was quiet as it always was. Not many Pokemon dared linger near this territory less they were accepted by the foxes. Even that was rare. That's why it was safe here. Only humans foolish enough came to this place, and most didn't make it back out if they were spotted. And one did happen to spot the stranger when he decided to return.

It's a Zorua that bounds out of the snowy flora, and nearly trips over her own paws in the process. But she goes right up to the stranger and takes a defensive stance, her fluffy fur moving like fire as she growls. She's sure trying her best to look scary and tough.

[battle-subway-twins]

Seeing that expression shift on the younger being's face gives Ingo a small spark of hope. Perhaps he was getting to the other? He could only hope that was true. The man knew that he wouldn't win over this being's trust so easily but he knew deep down that the other needed this help. Something just... told him it was true. Perhaps it was like when he had befriended his Lady and fellow partners? An instinct that he couldn't quite understand himself.

It seemed that hearing of how Lady Sneasler had grown fond of him helped to warm him up to the other. Of course, he wasn't a 'human'... He had to be treated more like a Pokemon. One that had been hurt by Ingo's fellow humans. How did he prove himself to one like that? Ingo isn't certain himself so he remains quiet while the other battles himself. He doesn't push or try to speed things up, letting the other go at his own pace. Then hearing about how there was another noble that the Pearl Clan failed to mention he can't help the surprise that forms on his face.

"I... I had no idea there was another noble... I cannot blame her for holding such feelings then if she was indeed hurt in such a way."

Ingo allowed the sadness he felt for this strange new noble show in his voice. Then he notices movement by the being's feet and he stiffens in surprise. A Zorua... Did this mean a Zoroark was near? He knew he was pushing his luck but he did not immediately flee like his instincts told him. No, he knew he couldn't flee in this moment. It would just give the wrong impression. Instead he looks back the other as he asks that question and his own silver gaze flickers in uncertainty.

"I have no way other than a promise of words to prove I have no ill intents but I know those are just air compared to actions. Give me time to prove I mean no harm. Allow me to continue bringing supplies, I shall do my best to not disturb your friends during my commute," he swallowed dryly, almost afraid that this would be shot down.

"I really do only want to help. If you have another idea for proof then I would hear it to see if it's within my power."

[unnaturalharmony]

His eyes remained fixed firmly on the other for a while and he frowns. He'd like to believe these sympathies for the poor Lady who has hidden herself away from humans she once trusted. The sincerity in the man's voice lingered with him, and he was almost inclined to think those words true. Maybe not all humans were cruel...or perhaps it's wishful thinking.

"People fail to understand that Pokemon are powerful creatures, but their hearts are fragile. They have feelings all the same."

His attention drew to the Zorua that stuck close to him again, and he moved slowly to set the pack of supplies next to him and take the small fox into his arms instead. A large amount of trust was put into that, as the Zorua only seemed to settle. It brought a soft smile to his face, one that was only brief, before his attention went back to the stranger. He seemed to really think on that, and he breathed a sigh, his gaze flickering down again when the fox in his arms barked quietly.

"I know... I don't think there's a need to worry though."

Humans can't understand the things Pokemon say. Sinnoh knows the world would be a better place if they could. That was another difference between him and a human. He could hear them. Humans could not. That was...odd to him. He hummed quietly, before his tired gaze drifted to the strange man again.

"Promises are useless if not kept. Continue with your aide, and we will not let the others know of your trespassing. But I cannot promise your safety here."

There's another thought that's stuck in his head and he hesitates to bring it forth. It may be too much of a demand. Something in him didn't like the idea of being too...rude. Even if it was to a human. He vaguely wonders if he's always been like this.

"I'd...like to meet your Lady sometime, if possible. I think I would like to speak to her. I'm curious about how she truly thinks."

[battle-subway-twins]

Seeing that hardened gaze does make Ingo worry that he'd overstepped his bounds. Perhaps he should have kept quiet... That feeling grows when he hears what the other says. It's enough to make him look to the ground sadly, knowing that deep in his heart it was true. The people of Hisui cared only for themselves... Save a select few but those were so very rare that it felt strange to think that there were people out there that were kind.

"... I cannot deny those claims."

The hiss to the other's voice makes him tense once again, anxiety building that perhaps he was going do something against him. Ingo returns his gaze back to the young being before him, feeling that strange familiarity flit through his mind before it's gone yet again. He can't help but think that this being looked too pale to healthy but there was little he could do beyond what he'd been doing. Aside from trying to convince the youth to come back to his tent but he knew that was pointless. Hearing how he'd been turned away Ingo can't help but frown more prominently and his eyes held a pain for the other.

"I am sorry... I believe I was only taken in because Lady Sneasler took a liking to me... I was, am merely useful to them. That does not excuse what they did to you though, for that I am sorry."

Speaking of the noble, he wouldn't be surprised if she was looking for him at his tent in the Pearl Clan right then. He was behind his departure schedule after all. He could only hope that his lady wasn't on her way here by following his trail. He sees that hardened glare and wants to look away but he doesn't, his gaze remained and stayed soft. Soft as he could make it because he felt sympathy for this young being.

"I do not know your lady but she is wrong... Not all of us are hate filled creatures. However I suppose you are right about one thing... The longer that we speak the more I find my previous statement false..." Ingo pauses as he parses through the words he wants to speak before starting again, "seeing you sparked something I haven't felt since arriving at this destination. I suppose I'm hoping that it will continue to grow the more I aide you."

The warden's legs were shaking as he remained crouched, finally he had to rest on his knees fully. The cold of the snow was immediately unpleasant but he had to bear it for now. "But, if you do not wish for my help I will stop."

[unnaturalharmony]

The expression on his pale face does grow more delicate, whether it be exhaustion or recognition that this human may really not be any threat. Unless he was trying to get him to lower his guard, which he wouldn't allow. It's becoming painful, how genuine the older man is sounding, but he cannot let himself trust that. He may become the death of him if he does. How he wants to though, to be able to have someone to trust that looks the way he does. He's aware his appearance looks much like that of a human, but he doesn't feel like one of them. He's not treated like one of them either, so he can't be. He hopes he isn't.

He's stubborn, he tries to be, but he does listen rather than brush aside all of what's said. His hatred for humans burns, but his heart was so delicate. It was not in his nature to be so bitter. He doesn't feel he was ever like this before, and that hatred tended to burn out into the cold ash of melancholy. Hearing that a Pokemon, one of the nobles he's heard of even, has grown fond of a human as strange as this one almost makes him want to relax. And yet, what if the Lady is merely blind? It worried him.

"I...see."

Sympathy wasn't something he's expecting, yet it's written clear on the other's face. How he wants to believe a person could possibly have a heart here. The longer he listens, the more his walls want to fall. Maybe he's only desperate. His golden gaze drifts down. He can feel a bitter chill by his leg.

"It was by the one assigned to care for her that she was hurt, a long time ago. Lady Zoroark holds a great sadness towards your clan."

The icy air by his leg is what manifests into a small fox that stares at the stranger with uncertainty while hiding mostly behind her green haired companion. Zorua are timid in comparison to the vicious Zoroark, but no less dangerous. To all but him, anyway. Maybe because he wasn't a human, even if he looked like one. His eyes raised back to the other man. He should tell him to leave, and never return. It would be what the others would want him to do. But something in him couldn't do that.

"...How can I trust you won't bring harm to my friends and I?"