He shouldn't pick to fast... Daisuke knew that already, but he felt he should have at least small idea of who he wanted. It seemed at least to him, many here already had a idea. Kami! Kitsune-sama seemed like he had already decided from the second day.
Shaking his head the Badger leaned back and looked at the sky, what would his brother do in this situation? Unfortunately though, there would never be a answer for that question. He hadn't seen Arata in nine years, and would never again get the chance to. Shaking his head, he picked up the small piece of wood and knife that he had set to the side, and began carving. Simply put, it was best not to think about it.