[Yes, by now he is shaking from more than his own emotions. He’s been cold and wet for some time, even with the coat on, and he will gingerly pull away if just so he can apologize.]

I-I …will be all right. If… If I never have to go back. I’m sorry …for getting your clothes wet.

[He ponders for a moment what to do, his hands fidget before the reach up and find the jeweled collar around his neck. It’s locked nice and good, but Mayoi has long since figured out how to pick the mechanism that keeps it on with his claws. He will offer it to Tatsumi. It reads: Mayoi.]

…I am not worth very much without papers …b-but I know the stones have value. I-If you wanted to take it f-for the church…