"It's okay, I'm fine! I'm also kind of hard to hurt..." He looks at Sunday seriously - or as seriously as he can. "So you're friends with him. That's good! The other half of me needs friends too! It's nice to meet you, Sunday."

As for that part... "I can feel him. I... it's strange. He doesn't feel as... angry... as I felt him before. I know he was furious, though I don't know why." It's not a bad thing, just a strange thing! "I... I need to find him too, it's just..."

He hesitates. He doesn't know this person, but this person knows Fou-Lu. "... I don't want to disappear when we merge." He looks over at one of the mirrors, a blond-haired Fou-Lu looking back at him. "... Like that."