Enma chuckled as he extended his arm quite clumsily before receiving the herb. His calloused hands examined the herb while his white eyes were steadied on Hota. "A unique herb this is. Although, I feel some of your sweat on it." Enma chuckled a little as he handed the herb back to Hota. "These kinds of medicinal herbs are found deep in the forest, but it's quite dangerous." the lad shook his head as he tugged the red bell on his katana's hilt, releasing a deep tone that lasted longer than usual.

"Someone's coming... Footsteps light, even rhythm. He's coming from our village." Enma turned his head to Hota. "You smell of sake. Still with the old habits, aren't we, Hota-san? You'll never get married that way." Enma chuckled as he tugged the red bell, releasing another echo. Enma looked at Ogen as he bowed his head. "Pardon me, Ogen-sama, I can't really help with the gathering, but I'd be glad to accompany you, if you wish it be." Enma continued.