Jungle was startled then delighted. It twirls happily before zooming after the Zorua.

"Magic, magic! You can change form! I can kind of do that!"

Not quite, Jungle hut good try.

"Because only a king can kill a king." Fushimi shrugs, still looking amused at himself, though it was flagging a bit in boredom.

"Suoh was a dangerous, loose cannon. Munakata said it as well. Even if he is disappointed it came to that."

His eyes slide to the side. Seeing his old clan together in grief.. Fushimi respected Mikoto at the very least. He would shrug it off as logically better but Anna... and Yata.

"Doesn't matter now, does it? The past can't be changed."