[ Touma sighed. This incorrect impression had to be stopped. ] I'm not being bullied, if that's what you're thinking. It was... an animal. A pet. I was at the cafe and it apparently had too much sugar with its morning meal and decided that my face could use some rearranging, that's all. [ He groaned, sinking down with his arms against the table. Maybe a nap would be good. ] Now can we forget about it?