Hachiro slowly changed from the form of a white owl to his human form, the albin having to face the face of a person who was probably from the nobility, staring at him with bright and curious eyes. He approached the person with long, slow strides, gripping the sword scabbard lightly before speaking in a calm voice. "What are you looking for here? I retired millennia ago, in case you came looking for guards. Are you lost?"