When Ryoh pats him on the back, Ebirai plops onto the snow covered ground and picks at his teeth with a claw, completely expressionless. "If you like that arm, I'd suggest never touching me again." Looking up at Ryoh, he grins politely as if he hadn't said anything out of the ordinary. "And, no, nothing happened."
When Hikato finishes healing, Ebirai jumps up with a huge grin. "Great! What now?"