“I am special. I am Tao Ren, 43rd heir to the famed Tao family in China, a long-lined family of Shamans.” He had to admit though, he was caught off guard by this boy. Ren had came here expecting a killing intent to spring up, and even more so when Yoh spoke to him out of the blue. But, he doesn’t… feel any. All in all, he was more confused if anything. “You don’t look any less lonely than I am. Tsh, I can’t really have ‘friends’.”
”You are like me then. I’m a shaman too.“ he stated simply. ”Though I dunno where my guardian is at the moment, he kinda… Wanders.“ he explained in an off-hand tone. ”Anybody can have friends. Better a shaman than a human, right…? I’ll play with you if you’d like.“