The village, half-consumed by nature, was enough to give anyone a healthy dose of the heebie-jeebies, even Kaoru. He drew a little closer to Seimei on seeing the first piles of bones, and tried not to step on anything as he looked around them both. Unwittingly or other wise, it was rather bad form to stand on a grave.

Seimei had warned him, and he had been prepared, but… it was the size of some of the bones that made him draw in his breath. Small and fragile, and unmistakably a child's bones.

He tore his gaze away and swallowed, tugging on Seimei's sleeve and half-dreading the answer,

"…why did this happen, Seimei? Were these people dangerous…?"