You didn't die, and you escaped the village, and I guess you're still pretty angry, huh.

[It's more of a soft murmur than anything, background noise like the waves in the distance as things settle in, though Anon does say it anyway -- half to himself and half to Natsuno. There's a brief sigh as he glances over at him again, thoughtful.]

He could kind of think outside their boxes, couldn't he? Tohru.

[That's actually all the commentary he offers for a little while, letting the silence go.]