"I mean... I'm scared of plenty of stuff. I was always scared when I was out fighting, or even when I was home, I always figured one of the Elites would kill me or something for messing up. I'm not scared of you though, I maybe was when we first met but I haven't been since then." He'd probably seen the worst T'charrl had to offer with that too so Haku was confident he would be okay. Maybe it was out of desperation to simply have a friend but he wouldn't let anything scare him away, not now. This was the closest he'd ever come to actually come to having a friend and nothing short of dying was going to make him go away. "Well that goes both ways, I don't think you really understand me," Haku pointed out with a small smile, shrugging as he looked at the animal in his arms, "I said I'm your friend and you won't change that, I don't care if there might be risks. I'm here to stay, just like this little guy is." "I don't know... And I don't really care what they think," Haku said with a shrug, smiling as he watched the animal wander about, sniffing at some of the saplings which had sprouted, "They don't exactly talk to me a lot, I guess they won't even notice I have this. Besides will they be able to even see it?" He had no idea, he hadn't an ounce of the power T'charrl possessed and yet he could see the creature plain as day. Heck he had even touched it which was apparently not supposed to be something which could even happen. "Even if it just wants to stay with me I'd be okay with that, I'll take care of it. I can feed it if it needs food, or take it for walks, whatever it needs. I've got nothing but free time now anyways." Seeing the creature sniffing at a patch of dirt on the ground he tilted his head curiously, trying to guess what it was up to. Far as he could tell there was nothing there, glancing over at T'charrl and pointing towards his pet. The creature could smell seeds beneath the dirt, they were deep but they were there, probably thrown by the fires. Sniffing at the soil excitably it let out a soft yip before digging at the ground with its paws, tossing aside small clumps as it worked to reveal the seeds below. Once they were exposed it meticulously dragged them closer to the surface with its paws, setting them down and then proceeding to bury them again, this time closer to the surface. With the hole recovered and the seeds on the top level of soil it yipped happily and its body began to glow, shimmering dully at first before illuminating, glowing even in the middle of the day. Seeming to quiver small sparks of energy flew from its body, up into the air before slowly settling down into the ground below. What followed was astonishing as the dirt itself seemed to shift around; seconds later small clumps of grass began to rise from the surface, reaching several centimeters tall and abruptly stopping in their growth. A handful of small flowers sprung up as well, the entire area effected by the creature being nearly 10 meters in diameter. With that patch regrown the creature turned to T'charrl happily, moving over to him and sitting at his feet with a yip. ----- An amateur fighter if he'd ever seen one, being distracted so easily. The captain didn't even have to try and deceive Kiton at all as he plowed right into the Frost Demon, driving him straight towards the ground. At the last second he eased up his speed just a bit though the impact was still great, a crater forming on the site of the strike as Kiton was left at the bottom. Floating back to the edge of the crater he frowned, figuring that blow was far from enough to kill the boy. "Your comrades are likely dead, as are the hostages you came to save. And you're likely to follow in their footsteps unless you start taking this seriously," he called down, sighing as he dusted himself off casually, "You rebels hold yourselves to such high standards, but I wonder. Are you really one of them? Or are you just masquerading as one? I suppose we'll find out won't we?" Jumping up over Kiton the captain let himself fall, aiming a knee down at the Frost Demon's head, where impact would most certainly mean serious injury if not death. While all of this was going a few buildings away a door buried beneath a carpet was pushed open, and emerging from said door was a handful of pirates. As the men all climbed out the last one turned and extended a hand out, helping up two residents of the town, then a third, with all seven of the hostages eventually being pulled out of the tunnels. There were still more on the way however as the sound of feet striking wood could be heard below, and at last Sasha's head poked out from the opening. "That was a bit close for comfort, he was supposed to give us another few seconds," she muttered, sneezing again from the dust she was now coated in. With a sniffle she climbed on out and glanced down at her discolored self, trying to bat her clothing down and get herself a bit cleaner, sneezing again in the process. "That idiot! He nearly blew up the tunnel!" Ricken shouted as he too emerged, scowling as he climbed out and kicked the door shut, "We went over this half a dozen times and he still screwed it up, unbelievable." Heading over to the windows he peered out just in time to see Kiton go down, blinking before rolling his eyes. "And now the idiot's going to bury Kiton, are we sure he's up for this?" "Korian's orders, and he won't actually kill Kiton, you know that. But if he holds back too much it'll be obvious something is wrong," Sasha pointed out as she joined her brother, "He needs to figure out what to do here, that's the whole point of this. Just try to sit back and watch." It was hard though, there was no real risk of dying yet Kiton didn't know that, he thought all of this was real. She hated putting people through these tests yet she understood the necessity of them too, just didn't make it any easier. ----- "I know you're tough Viral, but still, let me do at least this much for you," June said with a smile as she went about her work, picking out scraps of leaves and anything else clung to his body. Once he was properly dried off she folded the towel and set is aside for the time being, noticing the scarf still around his neck. Come to think of it he never took that off did he? Whenever she saw him he had it on, yet he probably didn't even remember where it was from, or why he had it. The piece had certainly seen better days with its color running and some tears in it, a bit of thread poking out here and there. Considering how old it must be by now it was impressive he'd still kept it after so long. "I won't ruin it, I promise, I just want to make sure its taken care of for you," June replied as she unwound the piece from Viral's neck, "You think I would ruin something I made?" Oh, she probably shouldn't have said something like that, Aito had mentioned Viral's memory was a little foggy from early in his life. She felt like sharing this though might cheer him up a little, and with no one else present there was no reason she couldn't tell him. "When you were maybe... Four years old I made this for you. It was a Christmas present, you needed one so I went and made one. It was a little big back then, but I figured you'd grow into it," June explained with a smile, reminiscing as she trailed her finger along the damp cloth, "I didn't imagine it would ever last this long, or that you'd still be wearing it. Thank you Viral, it means a lot to me, even if you don't realize it."