Sora and Midori both watched in awe as the bodies were burned to a crisp by Mayura. "Heh." Sora grunted with pride as he heard Mayura praise them. He knew he was quite the fighter and he was glad to hear someone else praise him for once. He had to be the strongest, to protect her. He looked around the forest, still seeming to be on edge but definitely much more calm. He seemingly ignored the fact that Mayura was scanning around in a fashion that was new to him. He took it upon himself to also glance around, focusing in. He wasn't searching for food, but more foes.

Midori smiled at Mayura. "Thanks for the help! You are very strong!" She took a step back as the bodies were burned, not wanting to get burned herself. "Where did we learn to fight? Back in the tribe they taught us before they started working us... What about you? Where did you learn that?" Midori asked, referring to her Hissatsu. Sora would have done more talking if he knew Midori wouldn't have said everything for him.