"Mika, my sister!" The warou almost seemed to double in size, his temper boiling over. "Don't try to play stupid, she's the only other warou I can smell!"

If he'd been able to keep his composure he'd probably have realized exactly how out of line he was, but the sudden transplant and the worry for Mika's health had quickly sent his anxiety spiraling out of control. Which in turn triggered his very, very short temper. Mika would never let him hear the end of it if she'd seen him snapping at people like a rabid dog, but she wasn't there and that was the problem.