I would hope that could be the most of our concerns in these woods.

[ Even if she had that demonic aura, whatever had taken that from her seemed to have taken his sixth sense- the one that comes from naturally being a spirit. They're both human now, whether they want to really be aware of the fact or not.

For the time being, Tonbokiri leans against a nearby tree. Sen seems pleasant, and some light conversation never hurt anyone. ]

Perhaps staying in one place is better than wandering constantly until exhaustion?