ah, i've had my share of strange... dimensional travel doesn't bother me as much as the fact that i shouldn't be able to be here at all. ( and the fact he's blind. and that his powers aren't working. and-- he's learned! had it been when he was younger, surely he'd be losing his shit as about now. tantruming, screaming, complaining, freaking the fuck out... but at most, he just seems a little puzzled and well, now annoyed that the fox is squeezing his neck way too tightly before the familiar retreats a little, watching the exchange between ann and kimihiro from his shoulder.)

mugetsu, too tight! (he also lets it know too.) either way. this little thing here is a fox pipe spirit. (and speaking of pipe, he takes a look at the one resting in his hands. huh, the tobacco still seems good.) i imagine you heard the tales? (she is japanese, is she not?)

i should look to see if there's the shop i look after in this dimension as well. if you're not busy, would you mind showing me around? (and he'll pay for it too, don't worry.)