Akihiko is almost panting from exertion; doesn't help that he's been battling to keep his feet, between the birds, the storm winds... The occasional cars getting uprooted and thrown through the air. It all keeps him on his toes, ready to snap out at a moment's notice-

But at least he's not completely deaf, even if he's showing his teeth for an instant. That blurt of "Sorry!" keeps Akihiko from lunging again. And...

...You know what? Between people trying to drink his blood, turning into monsters, eating bears, and all the other stuff he's encountered on the road, this actually ranks only the middle of 'weird stuff.'

"...So we're not fighting?" He manages to wheeze out. It sounds more like a growl.

"Fine by me... Pretty sure that storm and those THINGS are the bigger problem."