"Nah, it's okay." Alastair's hand moved up into Kiryu's hair, combing his fingers through it. He had defintely come to like that about his friend's new hairstyle. "It's not like we haven't dealt with things like that before. Damn Porter."

He breathed a short sigh, the honesty just tumbling out of him. "I'm just bothered that nobody knows what happened, why anybody started acting weird all at once. On the one hand, I'm glad there aren't any chickens in our bathtub. On the other...I don't like anyone messing with you. And I don't like not knowing who or what it was."