[It's frustrating nonetheless. Surely it's as he says. Along the way, things that were once important have been forgotten. How can they change that in the present, however? In his own village, such matters are handled carefully, and the stories continue to live on. However, is there any hope for the village of Seiryuu? Their hatred and mistrust run deep.

But some day, no matter how Kija doesn't want to think about it, a new Seiryuu will be born. By then perhaps Kija himself will no longer be around, or will be in a state where he cannot make much difference. But someone surely should help the next Seiryuu. And the next Ryokoryuu. It's important that their villages be educated to prevent the future generations from being hurt, too.

With those thoughts in mind, he frowns. The pumpkin beside him seems to have stalled with such heavy thoughts.]

My power is different from yours. [Clearly. There's no doubt that their methods of attack share little similarity. Unlike perhaps with Ryokoryuu. While different, it may be easier to relate in various ways.] I'm not sure if it's possible to help translate the ability to use it effectively and safely with words, or that it would do any good. [Lifting his claw up, he stares at his right hand.] I can only think of it in terms of having confidence in ones self and the desire to protect that which is important.

[He glances back up to Abi then.]

Is it similar?