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Hikaro had sat back down, in an attempt to regain his head. Standing made him dizzy, but sitting, he was more or less alright. What he didn't expect was one, Raven preferring to scoot over toward him, two, said boy scooting nearly right into his lap, and three, the boy's spontanious use of Portuguese.

Now, Hikaro figured he was spazzing for no good reason, particularly because he now couldn't even understand the kid. Leaning in toward Raven's ear, he spoke low, but very seriously.
"Listen to me. Screaming will get you nowhere, and in fact, it makes you seem like a scared little child. You don't want to seem like that, you're a big boy, right?"

He paused to see if Raven stopped ranting and listening to him.
"We'll take you home, and wait with you there until your mom returns, does that suit you better?"

Looking up, he spoke to everyone else. "Back up, wouldja? You're all driving him nuts."

Breathe. Breathe.

Raven stopped all his random screaming, realizing that Hikaro was RIGHT.. he DID seem like a little kid.. >E and he certainly was NOT


He scooted a bit away from the blonde Hououza to give him some breathing room and then folded his arms.

Ryo nodded and decided to come along, mostly to make sure Hikaro didn't collapse. Riddle had to stay and mind the shop. Ryo followed Hikaro downstairs.

Riddle came back and noticed Ryo, Hikaro, and Raven were gone. Then he turned and saw the other three. "Would you, uh, like a piece of candy?" Riddle asked, walking downstairs.

When they got outside, Hikaro briefly peered at Raven's hand in his own, it was small, the way his once had been. Their skin side by side was like milk and ink, they were so different. Also, his hands were very warm, where Raven had a slight chill, at least in his fingers, probably from his fright. He then looked up at the streetsigns, before looking to Ryo.

"You know this place better than I, I'm hesitant to return to the park...But I think that would be the best way, if Raven knows the way to his house from there."
Hika looked down at the boy, marveling at how the dark streaks on his face looked like he had been crying, when he hadn't. The circles reminded him of a raccoon, which he positively adored. Inwardly, Hikaro noted he was growing more and more fond of the boy, more than he had any of the other Hououza he met.

"You do know the way, don't you, from the park?" He inquired of the smaller boy.

Lucky for Ryo, Riddle had returned his longsword before he left. He figured it would be safer, if those goons returned. So the blade was currently out right now, ready for any attacks from the goons. He didn't want the same thing to happen again, and to have to drag someone back to Riddle for healing.

((that's so cute...Lalala, I get to go home now. n.n
Also, Ryo, i'll NPC you a bit, if you don't mind))

Hikaro couldn't read minds, but figured Raven was happy to be on his way home. He glanced at Ryo, who was leading them back to the park, crossing from street to street in the densely populated city. Hika was glad he didn't live here, there were too many people, too many people staring at the winged children walking around.

Hika's grasp on Raven was light, but firm, meaning he had a good grip, but wasn't constricting. The kid was so dark, it seemed as though if he let go, Raven would melt into the shadows out of sight and fade away. Himself, he was glaringly obvious, wot with pale skin and shiny, shiny gold features.

When they reached the park, it having taken much longer to walk then it did to fly, Hika's attention shifted to Raven, "Alright." he said, "Lead the way."

Hikaro noted though that his night vision was particularly sharp. He wondered if it were true of all Hououza, not just him, cause his brother and father had an unusually hard time in the dark.

Every time he spoke to Raven, it took the kid between five and fifteen seconds to register, and he stood there blinking at him blankly, as though he had a rabbit sitting on his head, or something. A click, final blink, and the clockwork of Raven's mind was wound up again.

This time though, instead of getting a direct answer, Hikaro got a loud, feral shrieking noise, akin to a heyena getting stabbed. Hika's hair began to rise and stand on end, uneasily. Using one hand, he smoothed down the crest of blonde that naturally formed when he was riled up. It was like a cockatoo, how his hair tended to stick up when suprised.

"Come on, then." Hikaro said, walking along a street. They passed a block or two before he smiled, "Santa Maria." He said.