Rasu feels antsy waiting for the call to finish, like picking that run back up and circling the block or something. It's the adrenaline, a surge of energy of which very little was needed to fend off the threat. He settles instead for bouncing his heels in place while he waits for Mizuki to finish the call.

At the question, he flashes an awkward grin.

"Coming to try to get my wearable... Lucky thing I'm an airhead, huh?"