[He hates how unstable these tunnels are. Kurama has no doubt it's the fault of the tools running completely unsupervised for all this time, but that doesn't make it any less of a mess. He emerges from a different tunnel, hands over his own ears, in time to see the unfamiliar young man with the panic attack.

Damn it. What an introduction. He doesn't speak until after the noise has faded enough to be heard.]

I know the way out of the caves. I can lead you somewhere safer, if you want. Are you alright?