Kouta still worryed for Draco's life, he ran up the walls of Draco's stomach the best he could trying to get to where his stomach met his throat. slideing a few times before getting a grip long enough to yell to Draco hopeing that he would hear him "Draco!!... how will you reform us?", slideing a bit more getting a grip once again he added "I feer if it has anything to do with copying or any means of looking into my mind will surely kill you if not breing you to the edge of death, really I would not want to take that chance and I would will....". Kouta was quickly cut off and looked down as he feels a cold swet, his face looked like somthing had nearly scared him to death. now breathing heavily and gripping the fleshy walls of Draco's stomach tightly, he quickly snaped out of it and yelled to Draco once again, "Please tell me that it does not and if it does that there is another way, for  I do not want to chance what nearly killed me and others to block and lock up deep into my mind to be unleashed upon the world and I do not want to remember such horrible things".