[Satan works, too. Kurama pulls his whip back to settle around him as the enemy bursts into dust. Just like Akira, he's glancing around to make sure there aren't any others in the immediate area.
He almost sighs with relief when there aren't. The whip shimmers and returns to a rose in a flicker of red light before Kurama tucks it away again. His hands slip into the pockets of his coat.]
No, I'm fine. I don't know if that thing's knife could have hurt me but I wasn't inclined to find out. What about you? It didn't manage to hit you, did it?
[The concern in the question is both 100% genuine and not impersonal.]
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He almost sighs with relief when there aren't. The whip shimmers and returns to a rose in a flicker of red light before Kurama tucks it away again. His hands slip into the pockets of his coat.]
No, I'm fine. I don't know if that thing's knife could have hurt me but I wasn't inclined to find out. What about you? It didn't manage to hit you, did it?
[The concern in the question is both 100% genuine and not impersonal.]