Fine, crisis over, note the sarcasm.

Fou, though I didn't appreciate the insults...thanks. Things are fine now.

Baka-Ainu, get out here before your breakfast gets cold. If you don't I'll come in there and mess with your head again, and we both know you don't want that.

A curse it seems. Why else would this stupid little sun be floating over my head.

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