Sousuke didn’t back down from the returned glare. Of course Rin wasn’t going to agree with his wants right now. And no, that fluffy ball of white puff wasn’t able to detract from the red eyes locking with his own. Che… Rin was being serious and he didn’t like what was coming down the pipe. What if something else happened?

“Look, if you’re going to send me back, then “send” us both back to the girl’s house, drop Angel off, and then we go back.” How was that for a compromise? Of course, Sousuke wasn’t sure just how far or intricate Rin’s teleporting could go. As far as they knew, the teleporting only worked when a god went from the Far Shore to the Near Shore. But he was going to fight for the right to stay beside his god for the rest of this trip.

It was tempting to try and push himself up, show Rin he was able to stand and walk on his own… but even with his stubbornness, Sousuke knew he couldn’t stand right now. His leg was obviously broken and he had no desire to end up puncturing his skin with his own bone. Ewugh. The thought alone made him shiver. But… Tsk, he didn’t know. The shinki held Rin’s glare for a few more seconds…

…then silently dropped his head back into the water, glaring off towards one of the walls. ‘Fine. But if you come back with another scratch, I’ll deck you.’