Rago was basically a little voixe inside his head. The mononoke likes to nap in his mind ever since they fused, for the most powerful mononoke he was rather lazy.

And, well, Rago didn't seem to be taking a liking to his new friend. At all. The cat was perched on his shoulder, giving this friend a hard glare. "I do not like them." he tells Jiro. "They don't seem trustworthy."

Jiro ignores him, if he started talking to the cat on his shoulder they'd probably think we's weird. Plus they wouldn't know what Rago said because they can't speak to animals, at least he doesn't think they can.

It would be rather embarrassing if they could hear the stuff Rago says about them.

Jiro hums as he shoves his hands into his pockets, glancing over his shoulder. "You wanna grab something to eat?" he asks. "It's gonna be pretty boring if all we do together is walk aaround in awkward silence.

Rago grumbles something about him going soft, but it doesn't matter. Asking to get food doesn''t make him 'soft', that'd be stupid.

"Anything you'd want in particular?"