Hakkai dropped the kitten, trusting Kishi to find his feet like a cat should as he slashed one hand out -- towards the tonfa, not Hibari's wrist, a move that risked breaking his own fingers but avoided the danger of sinking his long new claws into flesh.

Control was something that came with familiarity, and this body wasn't yet familiar to him. It was stronger, faster, and naturally much more well-armed, and if Hibari wanted to go too far with his violent insecurities right now, Hakkai might just accidentally kill him.

He dug his claws hard into the tonfa, trying to make his grip too solid for Hibari to shake, and twisted the weapon hard against Hibari's fingers.