They don’t care. But if you are brought as an agathi, they care for you. Still it is not because of you. It is that it is an izhukku for them that their security is not that safe, that people should not think in anyway that they are unsafe in this nation, else, the idea, to be nation would vanish from the people, and it is they chance for the enemy to take away the throne.
And they care, when the father, who was in worrisome for month, in separation with his son, doubting the son’s arrival and his lives, heard the news, was waiting to witness the group, to return back home, the eye searches for his son, recognized, grab his hands, pull, and hold him on his chest, and wails and cries, and return back to their nest, to end their long lasting suffering.

Apropos of nothing.