"He was nice." It was sorta. Behind him. Ehmoi turned, tried to see. "Something's making my horn hurt," he managed, squirming, trying to rub at the base where it connect too his skull. Just the break was aching. Maybe it was just healing? No he could feel the ridge of scar-like tissue. "I don't know. There's. That's something that isn't right in here. Bee's and wasps and... It's hurting me."