[nehan has already accepted that he has to be chongyun's mentor-- perhaps in all things, really. he suppresses a sigh, and leans in, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder to murmur in his ear:]

Remember, this is nothing personal-- this is your job, because they are Shuten, and we are Tamamo. We are at war.

Breathe in, breathe out, and strike through the holes they make, once they've made them.

[and, as a rare bit of encouragement that he may or may not repeat...] You can do this.