He just shook his head. He'd never liked to let his emotions rule him, always tried to keep them under tight control. And he absolutely hated talking about them with other people. On some level, he knew it was an irrational aversion. Kukai, chaos and, before his death back home, the Little Master would have been willing to lend a sympathetic, non-judgemental ear to any of their friends. But, as with many things, his pride got in the way, prevented him from admitting to those feelings that could be considered weakness unless they were so close to the surface he couldn't hide them anyway. So no, he wouldn't be taking up chaos' offer.

"I can manage well enough on my own."