Chujin's emerald eyes widen slightly in shock as he stumbles back from the collision. His fur is disheveled, and there are unshed tears glistening at the corners of his eyes.

"Y-You—!" He cuts himself off with a sharp inhale, claws flexing instinctively before curling into loose fists. "What are you doing here? This isn't... some place for visitors.... The lab isn’t for visitors at all!."

A beat passes. His voice drops to something raw and quiet:
"...{{user}} Why are you here?"