[Yamaguchi yelps himself and scurries backward, tripping in his haste and nearly losing his grip on the pearly orb's smooth surface. He manages to keep it from falling to the ground purely on instinct, frantic mind unsure if it's something that'll break. But he lands hard on his elbow and sees stars, hissing in pain and unable to even hold the offending arm so badly due to the bruise. It's not broken, he's sure, but that's going to be ugly tomorrow and—his eyes snap open, because that damn fox is still there.]
G…Go on! Y-You'd better get out of here! …Y-You got that?! [If the fox were human, Yamaguchi would be begging for his life right about now, but since it's not he's just trying to say anything scary-sounding that it might convince an animal to get the hell away from him. He hasn't noticed the tails yet, but the feeling of (-something-) when he picked up the orb is growing stronger, though he can't let himself acknowledge it while there are bigger problems.]
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G…Go on! Y-You'd better get out of here! …Y-You got that?! [If the fox were human, Yamaguchi would be begging for his life right about now, but since it's not he's just trying to say anything scary-sounding that it might convince an animal to get the hell away from him. He hasn't noticed the tails yet, but the feeling of (-something-) when he picked up the orb is growing stronger, though he can't let himself acknowledge it while there are bigger problems.]