"Friends are pretty valuable here, when other resources are so few," Kurama pointed out. "You've been here two days, haven't you? You should know that you can't wander about by yourself. Not only that, but there's strength in numbers and the such. And not just physical strength."

Kurama sighed, folding his hands once more and resting his chin on them. His gaze was contemplative as he stared at the table. "Sometimes, friends are just important to have in a place like this. It can't be explained. There's something about a one-man-show that just drags you down after a while, leaving you nothing more than a shell, going through the motions. And I should know. I almost died by putting my faith in only myself, and I still didn't learn from it. It took a human woman to teach me that there's something special in the bonds we make with people...Something that can save more than just our lives. It can save everything that makes us who we are, and then some."