He looks to the side where Tiger was just standing. He's not there, of course, because he is also...here. And also, not. Hm.

"...Nooo, not Tiger."

He presses his thumb to the phone and stops the loop. His thumb is massive, like, there is no way he could type properly on this thing right now. It cannot contain him. It is simply not powerful enough. At yet, as glorious as he feels, there is an annoying nagging sensation in the culmination of their minds. It's a problem, but perhaps not one that's a surprise. After all, they've always known, haven't they? That something is wrong with them? That some part of them was out of control, far out of their grasp. Especially Tiger.

There is some panic, right then. The feeling that they are doing something terrible wrong just by existing. His hand clenches in his hair, his eyes widening. But then...the feeling wanes.

"No," he says, and then, a moment later: "...No! I'm not going to apologize for this!"