Raidou gave the ceiling a faintly blissful look. "Y'know," he told no one in particular, "carrying him for six hours was almost worth it, just to witness that." He was going to take the memory of the last five minutes and press it carefully into a big book, just so he could take it out on blue days and admire it.

And possibly make copies.

To show everyone he'd ever met.

Raidou grinned and dragged himself to his feet. "Personally I'd go with a muzzle, doc. But humiliation sounds just as good. If you have to shave him for any kind of medical procedure, I'd be perfectly happy to help you strap him down."

Kuromaru gave him a look. Raidou made a mental note to add that one to his memory book, too.