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Hikaro recognized the scenery. Raven didn't live all that far away from he. Just, He never really ventured to this side of the neighborhood. He continued walking with Ryo and Raven, until they came upon the Nevermore residence.

"Raven, do you have anyone here to look after you, or should I stay and wait for your mother?" He asked, genuinely concerned that Raven be looked after properly. His own dad would be mad that he spent so much time out, especially having recently been hurt, but an explination would be all his father required.

Hikaro's hand was only free for a moment before Raven's had gripped it again. It almost made him laugh, how at odds they were in the beginning, and now, he was the only one the pitch colored hououza would touch.

"What about...What were their names...Ebola? And..." Hikaro couldn't place the last name, so he left it open ended.
"Well, shall we go inside to wait, at least? What do you usually do while you're at home, to pass the time?" He inquired, trying to make this as pleasant as possible.

Jersey devil ey? Sounded interesting, just like how the cat critter that greeted them looked interesting, tiny critter that it was, was very, very cute. He peered about the room he was in, taking in the surroundings. His gold wings shivered, a little, to keep the blood circulating.

"I've never read that one," Hikaro said, moving to sit down. He was getting a little woozy again, from the walk. "What's it about?" he asked quietly, trying to give his full attention to the boy he was looking after.

Ryo closed the door, to keep the cold air from getting in, and to deter uninvited 'visitors'.

Hikaro laughed at Raven's description, put into modern day language, plus very, very summerized. In his mind the image of the girl formed, a little hazy but discernable as she went through her adventure at 1500 mph. His eyes closed as he chuckled, and when he opened them, the blue cat was IN HIS FACE.

...And he loved it. Hikaro patted the cat gingerly, reminded of Isa, back at home, probably asleep next to his food bowl. He smiled, for he loved cats, dearly.
"Hello Aurora, it's very nice to meet you." He said, giving the cat a last affectionate rub behind the ears.

"I was wondering about that." Hikaro said, remembering to the frantic ranting from earlier. "Portuguese man of wars, aren't those jellyfish?" He asked, stroking Aurora gently. When he paused, she nudged his hand, asking for more, it was delightful.

"It's a good thing you aren't poisonous." He said, smiling at how cute she was. He was actually quite intrigued by the pom pom at the end of her tail, floofy and blue. She was no ordinary cat, but they were no ordinary people, and certainly under no ordinary circumstances.

Raven's slightly evil smile while he pet her was a little discerning, but fitting, Hika supposed. He really wasn't evil, just...tended to look that way.

"Oh, I just thought they were giant jellies." Hika said, watching the cat thing with interest. His own cat was painfully normal in comparison, and instead of getting a nasty shock, he got nasty claws, which tended to ruin his good clothes. T.T

"So how did you end up living with a Jersey Devil...?" Was the next thing he asked, briefly wondering if it was the reason Raven shrieked at the sky earlier.

Hikaro flushed slightly, kind of embarressed about the mundane nature of his own life. He was the oddest thing in his family, thus far, and he couldn't really be considered all that strange. After all, no one in his family could compete with a jersey devil.

"Your mom's work sounds...dangerous." Hikaro said, but he began thinking of different monsters claimed to be nonexistant, "Has your mom found any....Dragons?" He asked, then, finding most others either just myth, such as Satyrs, goblins, dryads...

Once, he read about a smallish blue green dragon that had white fur, 'cuz it lived in snowy, really cold climates. Differing stories portrayed them, one as a guardian who saved and protected lost hikers in the mountains, others as beasts from the north that carried off people into the wintery night, or locked them away in caverns of ice as frozen trophies. But he also read that for most of their lives, they were really small, about the size of cats, but could fight fiercely.

Ryo waited outside, as they talked. Ryo wasn't good with dealing with younger kids yet....he sighed for a couple of minutes. "Never a dull moment," he said, looking out, making sure that the goons didn't follow them. Unfortunantly, they did. And boy were they buffoons. Ryo finally got a good look at them. They wore matching Navy Blue suits, all made of rubber, with two yellowish annetennae sticking out the top. "Hey! What're you doing!" Ryo yelled, jumping up and taking off. "Uh-oh. MOVE MOVE MOVE RogoRogo," one said, the one in front. All had portable net launchers and were opening fire. Ryo just shook his head and cut the nets with his longsword as they approached.