Still Hunted?

"Ahh. Today feels like its going to be an awesome day." Comato playfully spoke aloud. A presence stirred inside Comato and a voice said, "You should really stop speaking aloud when talking to me. People are going to think you're a psychopath." The voice replied jokingly, showing it's humorous side. They both laughed about the small joke but Comato's laugh was filled with sarcasm showing that he didn't get it what was funny. It have been a little other a week since Comato had recovered from an illness and finally connected to his. In such a short time the two became quite fond of one another and has since built a wonderful friendship. "Anyway. What should we do today?" Comato asked Hagoromo hoping to actually get a suggestion today. "Don't ask me. I'm just a voice inside of you subconscious." Hagoromo replied. Comato groan at the answer that he had always seemed to get when asking that question. "I don't even know why I ask that question." Comato sighed slightly pouting at Hagoromo's response. Shoving his hands inside the pockets of his jacket, Comato continued his trail though the thick forest.