Kuronue just raised an eyebrow at Kusuriyuri and after a moment rolled half onto his back. He scooped Boukensha up off Kusuriyuri's head and set him on his chest, cradling him a little with one hand so he didn't slide--and dig his claws in.

"He must like something about you to keep you around. Other than what he would have me believe is weak-willedness..." He frowned, pretty sure he just created a word.