{ ❄ }- Remaining silent during the child’s explanation, a nod was inserted where need be - either in understanding or general consensus to Yoh’s decision. Only when the other tapered off did Jack speak once more, voice soft to match their delicate situation.
“They’re scared of what they can’t understand, and thus lash out at what they assume is the source," he stated, giving a shrug of hooded shoulders. Although it wasn’t expected for Yoh to understand completely, the spirit tried regardless. "Obviously you have no control over your ability to see spirits, but they can’t understand that. It’s the same reason people are skeptical of magic, they can’t see or do it like another person can, so it must be fake…or something like that." He wasn’t any good at this.
“I have to disagree with you on spirits being any better though." Pale lips drew into a firm frown at the thought of a certain Pooka. "Believe it or not, they can be just as judgmental.”
{霊} —;; "I know that, I’ve understood that since the day I learned to walk, holding my mother’s hand. That people are cruel and judge what cannot be explained. I’ve grown used to such treatment, but it still hurts." he gave another sigh as he stood up.
”Spirits though – I understand better. Because more often than not, they can be saved and pass on, or a few have special duties and claims to the living world and do what they must to carry onwards. I pity those spirits. Because… No matter what they must stay, never gaining true release to the afterlife.“