Searching for tracks through the jungle, Noriaki sees something interesting. He leaps forward to check it out, and springs back abruptly. In the space he almost landed in, little Jeremy plays his fiddle, oblivious to the danger. Noriaki admonishes the littlest grig, "Jeremy! It is good for you that you play that fiddle, or else I may have stepped on you. You should be more careful where you play." Noriaki reaches down and picks Jeremy up, placing the grig on his shoulder. "Play from here, little kami. It is much safer, and I can enjoy your music better." Noriaki looks to the terrain, trying to find the point of interest again, but he seems to have lost it.