[ that sets something off in sousei, whether he wants it to or not. suddenly he whips around, grabs tenka by his upper arm, and yanks him through– clearly still not considering tenka’s comfort on any level, and totally uncaring about whether or not he crashes to the ground afterward. ]

And? What do you think I can do for you? [ his teeth grit. no… he knows he can help. the yamainu definitely have the resources to aid tenka. he’s just speaking heatedly, and he knows it. ]

The Yamainu doesn’t exist to be at your disposal. No matter how much you think it does. [ his words lose their proper conviction when he remembers the way tenka looks… lost, almost, vision vacant. and, almost tiredly: ] This has nothing to do with me.