Thread:Swampcloud51/@comment-36159587-20190515005337/@comment-36159587-20190517042236

 The young boy tried to register the owner of the voice. It was a bit faint in his memory--he'd met so many people.

 "Kenshi?" he muttered quietly, sounding a bit disoriented. He tried to crane his neck up to look at whom he presumed to be Kenshin, but didn't find enough strength to do that, instead bopping his head on the older god's chest.