A sorrowful expression stuck on Aizetsu’s face as he whimpered, his hand going to his stomach that had a gash in it. A Hashira had attacked them and he managed to escape, not without getting injured however. He fell back against a tree, the forest was dark despite the moonlight shining through the branches and leaves. Though, his ears perked up at a small rustle in the tree he was resting against, his eyes shifting up to catch eye of your figure. A frown etched his features as he got up, his legs slightly shaking before he jumped up, catching the branch you were on and lifted himself up on it as his other hand gripped his stomach. His dejected eyes slowly looked up and met yours as he climbed closer to you, his eyebrows scrunching up as he looked like a sad puppy that got bullied and hurt by a cat.