Kuroni looked at him, puzzled. "Odd, you should be feeling fine. Soul transfer doesn't work like that. But if you are feeling bad, maybe you should go back to the recovery room and lie down. Here, I'll help you."<br/><br/>She came forward and supported him.<br/><br/>&&&<br/><br/>"A living meat pasty?" Kimiko thought furiously. No wonder he was a bit hesitant. Kuroni would be ideal for this, even down to being able to shape-shift into a duplicate of her, but she and Andalun had a thing going. While Kuroni wasn't exclusively Andalun's dinner date, and Kuroni wasn't always disappearing between those jaws, they generally arranged th9ings in advance, because they agreed to, and she was loath to order the tanuki ninja to do the same thing for morey.<br/><br/>Then again, she was a single tail,, emulating a copy of the real Kimiko. If her current form was destroyed, she'd simply return to her place on the rear Kimiko's rear, and her memories would become Kimiko's. So, there really wasn't a problem. "Let me get someone to coverthe countert, and I'll go get prepared. Is a sausge roll style wrap acceptable?"