Milo's eyes sparkled as the Alolan Vulpix was introduced, finding simply adorable now that he was able to see her in clear light. "Aw, you're adorable Honey!" He exclaimed, couldn't help but just scratching her behind the ears. "Shadow must've travelled far, Alola is really far away." He stated. "Oh! You're cute too!" He chirped, petting Sweetie on the head, "I've never seen a Sylveon before, this is my first time. They really are beautiful as the poems stated." He laughed. "And wow! God, a Rapidash? They're bigger than I thought they were, man, you won't be seeing me riding one of those, I'm terrified of heights." He gave Maskerin a cheeky smile, "Just like when I was little, guess that'll never change." He chuckled, "Always has been the scaredy cat of the group, I still am apparently." He said the last part with distaste, grimacing at the bitter truth, "Mask became a samurai I see, it's good I guess." He said, then proceeds to stay silent politely as Maskerin went on about the tragedy of the recently murdered family. He flinch slightly when Maskerin scorn the furies, as they are bloodthirsty and quite cruel. "Hey now, that's a bit too harsh, I'm a half furie, doesn't that make me half as guilty? It's not like I have never tasted blood." He tapped his chin, "I heard males have a harder time controlling their blood lust, what if I were to attack you?" He grinned at her and laughed, "Nah, that'll never happen, my mother said I have never lose control before, though she did mention the blood lust will develope as I grow older, so I assume anytime now it'll happen sooner or later. Eh, who cares, you're a half breed too, though a female is better at controlling the lust." He shrugged, "I'll trust you to protect yourself if I," he brushed aside his bangs, "or any other furies were to attack you." He fixed his sash a bit. "And what do you wish to ask me about? Go ahead, I'm listening." He smiled, "Like always."
He had always been the listener of the group.
