The man insisted that Kino had trusted him, that was true, but it was only to an extent. He hadn’t given any names and had really only been general in his description. There was still a far ways to go before he would be able to truly accept Zenyatta. But, all the same he would accept the advice that was about to be given. Silver auds swiveled forward to catch the words that parted the mouth of the desaturated male.

He started by saying that he’d be willing to join them and to this the boy was a little drawn aback. He hadn’t expected the male to jump so gung ho into it, or rather place himself in that position. Of course, this was also a man who seemed to be very straight forward and open to the world already. Zen’s next words made his heart stutter a little bit in his chest because it resonated like a pebble thrown into a lake, waves rippling through his body. “That...is actually some very good advice,” he coughed out, brows raised. And he was very right. A part of Kino supposed that he knew that it was true. After all, hadn’t that been a part of what he had been trying to do when he’d changed his name? Still, a part of him was still stuck on being Kino. A part of him that he detested, the part that he was trying to change. It was a skin, a bitter dried out old skin that he needed to shrug off before he could move on with his life.

“As for the sticking around part, I’ll make you a deal. You’re welcome to come along since I don’t think I can say no to someone who could help us out and give such good advice. But, you’re also welcome to just see where we settle down then go out and do what you want to. All I’d want is that you come back every so often and catch up, help me out a bit. Whichever you want it’s your choice.”