Homura returns the hug slowly, his eyes still gazing over his brother's shoulder and Kuro has to refrain from chuckling. [i]'Do [b]not[/b] need to encourage him, or Dani'[/i] He knows that if either of them are ever going to take Aoba seriously, he has to hide his own amusement to discourage them from treating the angel like a thing. No sooner does he say this than the feathered male backs down from his stance slightly and Kuro once more has to hold his tongue. [i]'Little Mouse, you can not keep giving in to the puppy dog eyes! You will forever be putty if you're always giving in. . . . .'[/i] Again though, he does not say this aloud, instead letting Homura go to get his new prize. He presses his hand gently to the wing space on his older brother's back to calm him down before going around to check on the animals.

The eldest demon in the barn reaches out, brushing his fingers over the feathers ever so lightly. [i]'I know their wings are more durable, but if I damage them, he may not let me touch them again. . . .This feels like those bird things Issho use to bring me to play with and practice seeing! Such little lives there, but this. . .This feels off'[/i] His head tilts to the side in confusion. [i]'This doesn't feel like. . .'[/i] A moment later though he is distracted by Aoba's question. He pauses, ready to answer, but then it goes on to say never mind. Letting out a faint coo he looks at Kuro curiously.

“He wants to know, but asking a blind guy how he sees is considered rude I guess.” Kuro murmurs, patting one of the pigs who doesn't look to happy about it.

“Oh. . .” He murmurs, looking back at Aoba. “That's weird. . .” He shrugs, going back to playing gently with the wings. As he does he begins explaining the best he can. “I can't see things without life in them, or at least life energy. I can see hellbeasts even though they don't have real life, the fake life that makes them tick is barely visible to me. I ran into a lot of stuff as a kid. . .It was kinda pathetic. . .”He pauses sadly for a moment, his body stilling. But then with a sigh he goes on. “Anyways, you know how you can feel where Kuro and me and Dani are? Well, Issho always noticed, he's our eldest brother. . . .I hope he and Pops are getting along okay after that thing. . .Anyways, he noticed when I would cower away from others, I would look towards them.”

He smiles very proudly. “Smart one that Issho.” Dani snorts only to earn a fiery gaze from Homura. Dani quiets down, peeking out from behind a stack of hay. “As I was saying. . .” He says with a faint growl. Kuro pay a little closer attention, moving within a quick dash of the two. He's not worried Homura will hurt anyone, but if he lights the barn on fire on accident there could be issues. “Issho noticed this and figured I must be able to see [b]something[/b] so when he took me in, I was really young, before I lost my heart, and he began testing me. I remember being really scared for a while, but eventually he brought me earth animals and stuff with low, bright energy which was easier to see.” He nods happily.

“Yup, little fluffy and feathery things, I would chase them around like a hell hound once I figured out they couldn't hurt me. I could. . .See them, and after a time, I came to recognize all the different energies, because that's all I could see. Energy, intensity, shape, and color. It became easy to identify things. I see them behind my vision. It's like, when no life energies are around, it's all black inside a big room, but as life energy comes in, I can see it from across the room.” he nods. “Also, I only know colors from what others have told me about them, so the only ones I'm sure about are white, black, and gray. . . .Like these” He runs his fingers across the feathers down to the base. Curiously he rubs the spot that, on demons, is pleasantly sensitive. Kuro almost tries to stop him but decides against it.