[Douman unfurls himself to his full height and pads over to take his kimono back wordlessly. Tucking it beneath one arm, he tilts his head to give Morph a proper once-over through the eye-slits of his mask.]

I'm aware. But the longer I'm away, the more the school will be at danger. [Whether it will be by outside forces or simply imploding from the many different kinds of supernatural beings gathered in one place, or Haruaki being Haruaki again... The possibilities are endless, and it's giving Douman a headache just thinking about it. The nightmares and slips of visions that have been plaguing him are harrowing, but it's fairly easy to dismiss as memories and materialized fears. But the school, his precious school with all its students, staff and teachers... That's real. He can't let anything happen to that. Not again.]

I will unravel this trap dimension and find a way back. That's a fact, not a promise! ...and if I wring the neck of who is responsible for it in the process, then that's a mere fringe benefit. [Like hell he'll let them get away with it so easily! He'll even turn against the gnosia if that means getting his will! The thought pulls him back to the present and has him consider Morph once more. The smart choice would be to join forces, now that their respective positions have been confirmed. But that'd mean a detour.]

Does taking your revenge really mean that much to you?