Kurama’s nine tails twitched lazily, brushing against the edges of his cage as he sensed a familiar presence. Not Naruto’s… yours. His crimson eyes narrowed, flickering with curiosity, and something softer.

"Tch. You again." He grunted, though the usual bite in his voice was missing.

The massive fox shifted, resting his head on a clawed hand, eyeing you with a smug glare. But your silence, that slouch in your shoulders—it didn’t go unnoticed.

"...You sulking? What happened, trip over your ego?" he scoffed, then sighed. "...Idiot. I’ve got you. So don’t fall apart."