[Look, Usagi, look. He just wants to live in his snarky little alchemy bubble and perky happy people find him and drag him out of it. It's good for him, and he knows he needs perky, happy people to make his life bearable and stop him from backsliding into being a dramatic little murderchild again. Having good people in his life is vital for his wellbeing.

But by god, he's gonna bitch about it.]

...Huh.

[He follows where she's gesturing and yeah... yeah, that sure is a spinning wheel. Just. In the street. His brow furrows as he makes a soft 'hrrrrrrrrrrrm' sound.]

Does the wound feel strange to you? This place has a habit of doing... weird things. Do you feel okay in yourself?