Juugo looked at the point of contact with vague wonder, and a little confusion. This was... nice, he thought?

Yes, nice. Warm. Almost like the birds, but different. The birds were very happy though, fluttering and chirping, and that made Juugo attempt a little smile. Yes, good.

But now what? He looked down again, and then up to Nagato's face. He'd said come. "Where?