The chuckle makes the man flush even more as he stares at his food, wondering if he looks a complete fool now. He pushes his food around a bit before taking a small bite, wanting to be ready should the Seraas require him to respond. His eyes snap up as the other begins talking and he listens intently to what he has to say. [i]'Officially? Meaning there's an unofficial reason he's here? Something to do with the thing that's happened?'[/i] Swallowing hard Jin nods, eyes still locked on the Seraas, giving the being his full attention.

He feels his chest tighten at the description of how the world's respect for his kind has declined and he feels, a bit irrationally, responsible for all of their failings. He wants to promise that they will do better, that they will turn things around, but he knows he's only man and there's no way he can promise such a thing. The air around them shifts and flows a bit, making the chimes jungle melodically. Jin is worried, thinking, and ashamed all at once. “I have. . .Actually noticed this too. I mean, I am the only one this generation who even volunteered for the task of taking care of the shrine and making offers that I know if in my village.” he says softly, the wind dying down.

He looks down, truly ashamed, but after a moment he looks back up, an earnest look in his eyes. “I want it to be different. I think people have forgotten. They don't know, they can't see, so they've lost their trust.” He smiles, slightly excited. “The old keeper, our elder, he still believes, and he is the one who taught me and gave me all the things I use to take care of my duties. I mean, it's not like we all have lost the old ways, so, maybe, we can change things?” He looks almost like a puppy looking hopefully up at Allen. All that's missing is the wagging tail.