He remains in his kneeling position, his knees aching a bit on the cold hard packed earth but he does not dare raise himself up lest he is correct and this creature before him turn out to truly be a spirit. He remains still, watching as it begins eating, a faint tingle running through him as it proceeds in order, diapering from view for bare seconds before reappearing with a piece of the offering in it's mouth. His breathing is shallow, his eyes wide, and he carefully stays as still as he can, just waiting, and watching. Then at last it does something rather odd for any normal creature of it's size and drags the box off the later and into the bushes growing along the stone structure's back.

Once both things are out of sight, rodent and offering box, Jin finally permits himself to rise and without a word he gathers up his small broom and satchel and heads out of the forest. He moves along at an even pace, his mind racing a mile a minute, the flurry inside causing a small one to dance around him on the outside. He can't hear them but the beasts of the forest chatter softly about his passing, wondering what's got him tossing about dust on his way out on foot. Normally when he's on his way out on foot he's a bit more solemn. But this time, he can't help the waves of excitement manifesting around him as he heads back towards his home.

[i]'That may have been a spirit, and I gave the offering, and, and, just, WOW! I mean, a Seraas, right here, at our shrine! No one's seen one foe several generation, and most don't even think they're around any more, but, but, that could have been, and I never doubted! I [b]knew[/b] they still existed! And to think, one came to our shrine!'[/i] His internal fanboying makes it's way into the bushes along the path and the rustling draws his attention to th fact that his element is slipping out of his control. Sheepishly he pulls it back in, instead contenting himself with reciting the song once more, letting the trees around him know how proud and happy he is that there's a chance he met a spirit today.

“I know I can't tell the elder yet, as it's just a hunch, and the spirit may not even want the elder to know. They haven't been seen in so long, maybe they want to stay a secret. Who know?” he mutters to himself after the song ends, his house coming into view. With a spring in his step he races the last fifty yards and flies into his house with a happy whoop. Without hesitation he quickly pulls several old books from his shelves, the books handed down to the keepers of the shrine over the years, and he settles down to take a quick refresher course on how to interact with the spirits. Reading passages aloud so that they are easy to remember he doesn't even bother with a mid day meal for himself, too wrapped up in his research.

When at last his stomach demands his attention the sun has set and a glance at the clock lets him know that it's been far too long since his last meal, especially with how much energy he's used today. Now humming the chant to himself, the one meant to placate a spirit and invite them near, he begins cooking his evening meal. He makes enough for two, dressing the second plate up carefully so it doesn't look like the food is just slapped right on there, and once he's finished heads outside with it. A small hollow in the tree makes an alcove with a flat bottom and as is custom he places the plate inside, bowing his head for a moment before heading inside. He's not the best cook ever but he took great care this time, his heart set on meeting the spirit again if indeed it was a spirit this morning.

Back inside he settle into his own meal, still humming softly as he continues his research. He already knows everything that's there, having spent many many long hours over the years reading and rereading the keeper's tomes, but a part of him is terrified of forgetting something and ruining this chance. [i]'I've spent my life outside the norm, and with this burning belief. I will not let a simple mistake keep me from this chance, this possible life changing event. I won't!'[/i]