Damian thought this would be fun, he thought he would enjoy himself but so far it was all being a headache for him. He stood in a room of the nearly empty Inari Shrine, a cap on his head to hide his ears. He came to the island of Japan to engage with his inherited culture since he found he knew next to nothing about it. The first stopped seemed obvious, considering what half of his make-up was. The only Issue? He barely spoke Japanese. He knew enough to get by and could understand tidbits of the language but it took a lot out of him to get it. There was one instance when he completely mixed up two words, forgetting to elongate one and it resulted in him getting kicked out of the restaurant. Still, it was only day two...he had to keep his head up, good things came to pass always, right? The shrine felt like the real deal to him though. He couldn't help but feel a pull, like something was inviting him deeper into the shrine. Of course, it only made sense...Inari was the Goddess of all Kitsune. He stepped deeper into the shrine, looking around with a mystified look on his face, though he tried to keep it covered up mostly. He stopped in front of a statue of the Fox goddess, staring up at her with a peculiar look on his face.