Chiyome retrieved her spear and as she rose, she shifted back to human form, wearing the clothes she'd worn when she'd changed. She didn't like using her hybrid or her animal forms. People always reacted so ... so badly. At least while she was human, she could blend in, do what she wanted without being bothered. She stood and studied him warily. One human was the same as another ... So, why was this one being so different? "The bandit leader. He's your brother." She let her words hang in the air. He was so determined to stay with--to stay around her. "... Why." There were so many questions attached to that "why" she couldn't even begin to ask them.