He twitched, just barely, one of dozens since he had collapsed, before noting what was around him. He softly sighed, the self hate returning in force, despite his 'best' defenses against it, that they were wasting their time trying to help a worthless piece of trash like him. He was tired, so very, very, very tired, despite years of faking being fine, and he sighed, before resting himself against Ama's breasts, and checking with V'elen and the Oversoul, getting updates. He could rest when Verdelet was dead, and had finally earned his fucking happy ending.<br/><br/>V'elen had finally 'punished' Lloth, leaving her mind divided, her body would eagerly react to him, but her voice would be the original her, even as her body demanded him to use her for his own pleasure. The Oversoul had nothing new to report, other Kyuubi, only a couple handful of kitsunes had died, though many would be permanently wounded, the cold iron dealing terrible damage to their bodies. Most of the wounded and all the deaths were males, shielding the females with their bodies, the handful of deaths that weren't kitsunes being reversed by Jessica when she returned, immediately after Draiss had left to find Amaterasu and Inari. Many of the males had a female watching over them as they slowly healed, though most of the males would be crippled or at least pained for years to come.<br/><br/>He sighed again, before reaching back and rubbing Inari's thigh, sending her a thought, exhaustion coloring it.<em>I may have gotten Amaterasu's forgiveness, but yours... I am sorry. For dragging your children into my own mess. For not properly watching my mental passenger. For not being smart enough to save Kyuubi.</em>