You're rarely mad, [There's not much inflection in his words, but he is trying to rearrange himself so he can stand up with Akira. He folds his fingers inward again and briefly squeezes one of Morgana's paws, who steps out of his palm to allow them to get Akechi to his feet, and he winds up with one arm swung around Akira's shoulders and shaking pretty badly, but he's upright.] Let me get my clothes.
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