[ The hold has his body relaxing a little, albeit slowly.

As his fingers thread through Kurama's hair, he finally opens his eyes. ]

Right.

[ His gaze is firm as he speaks. In spite of the obvious signs of wear, the rebel fire hasn't been extinguished. His voice is quiet, but the words still hold volume. ]

Even if she can't talk, she isn't our only option. We'll tear this mall apart, if that's what it takes to find our answers.