[Kazutora would glance around their surroundings as Mikey would settle in for the night. If it was indeed night; this place had an air of never-ending twilight, bleak light that filtered through the dense canopy of leaves and left splatters on the ground.

This forest, the name of which he didn't even know, felt both suffocating and peaceful at the same time. He couldn't imagine traveling here alone. But with Mikey..

He'd glance at the man as they'd settle in against a wide, smooth tree trunk. He had last felt grateful towards Mikey; all the things he'd done to him, and Mikey had still chosen to forgive him, and he'd never forget that. But in this place, he heard whispers, he felt twitches of discomfort, of displeasure.

He'd shake his head to try and brush away the cobwebs of old hatred and jealousy and turn to Mikey with a half smile.]

Yeah, I'll watch over you, boss, so get some rest. Dunno what I'd do in this creepy place alone anyway..

[He'd shudder for good measure and let a moment of silence pass between them. Not sure if Mikey was still awake or not, he'd ask, quietly--]

What happened, Mikey..? All this criminal shit.. it's not like you..