[Morgana tumbles tail over whiskers as he overshoots his goal, before giving himself a brisk shake and starting to lick his shoulder. He meant to do that, obviously. No mistakes or fumbles here! Just a totally normal grooming session, yessir. He's mid-blep when he hears strangely familiar laughter, and abruptly freezes in place, tail poofing out like a bottle brush and ears shooting up and turning to point backwards. Was that.....? No. No, it couldn't be. Could it? But--that voice--
Morgana slowly turns around, craning his neck to look up at Akechi. (Since when did he wear something as casual as torn jeans?) Yep, there goes the rest of his fur fluffing out, ears splaying and eyes widening in bewilderment. There's no aggression in his stance, at least--just utter confusion at a sight he knows should be logically impossible.]
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Morgana slowly turns around, craning his neck to look up at Akechi. (Since when did he wear something as casual as torn jeans?) Yep, there goes the rest of his fur fluffing out, ears splaying and eyes widening in bewilderment. There's no aggression in his stance, at least--just utter confusion at a sight he knows should be logically impossible.]
You--you're alive? How?!