In the weeks since the day that Hikari was lost to them, Sojiro and Kannagis bodies were damaged, gen suffering some punctures and the almost zero contact with Kenji, it had been a blur. The only person he still smiled with and relaxed with was Maxxi, and it was to protect the boy from the dangers of the world. It was not as glamorous of a life as some had made it out to be when it came to being a shinobi and a shield of then people. Shortly after the snake incident Gen had allowed Sojiro to implant Akimichi cells into him and it had triggered a monstrous transformation in him. The ending results was a frail and emaciated form. He was a shadow of what he once was. The Akimichi clan had decided that it must be through his mother that suddenly his cells had activated as he had not said a word to a living soul about the nature of what had happened.
His new form was apparently only temporary and soon he would start packing back on muscle and returning to normal as long as he didnt stop what he did for his normal routine. He wore sandals with black hakama and a black kimono today, needing the warmer fabric against his frail body as it got colder in the more northern climate of Debon. Finally a haori deep crimson in color with flame motifs and the Iwamura clan seal in gold on its mid back, was the last piece of his attire. A travel pack on his back with required supplies for the journey and a cane in hand he walked beside his pupil and his brother. He wouldnt speak to the two of them during their journey, something the two of them may have grown accustomed too during their time as of late. It's not that he couldnt talk, it's just that what could he say to ease the looks they would give him?