[Thankfully it seems he was spared the insanity that had preyed on others, which meant he had been able to go to the butterfly house with Yuta without to much trouble. Though the things the boy had said had given him pause and things to consider, which he was thinking on as he walked through the park.
Were his people okay? What about Kurama? ... Yasha?
His train of thought his stopped when he hears a tune, looking up and his brow scrunching. He knew this man...]