[(Relief. A few fragmented memories of the chaos of the day, a mental montage of people screaming and struggling and fighting in the churning muddy rain-and-dust storm. Sympathy. Concern. Is he hurt? Does he need help?)
The thoughts are slower and calmer now, as Carpet reads the message and looks Kurama over as well as he can in the darkness for injuries. He starts signing, trusting Kurama's phone will scan and translate the gestures.]
I'm sorry it was so scary when you showed up. Usually it's a lot calmer! Are you okay?
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The thoughts are slower and calmer now, as Carpet reads the message and looks Kurama over as well as he can in the darkness for injuries. He starts signing, trusting Kurama's phone will scan and translate the gestures.]
I'm sorry it was so scary when you showed up. Usually it's a lot calmer! Are you okay?