Kuronue's mouth was hanging open, his eyes fixed on the wardrobe. He took a step forward, wanting to crane his neck around to see, but then the port-key was between them, and he almost whimpered. Rock and a hard place, as it were.

He took hold of the port-key. "Well...I'm glad that you have both been getting along so well." Short of what he'd wanted to say, lame. He smiled at Yukimura instead.