[At least Brook doesn't pick him up as though he's never held a cat before. His arms are perhaps not as warm as a human's ought to be, but they support Kai's weight in the right places and allow him to jump free if necessary.
The black energy unwinds from around his hand; instead, it encircles each of his feet.]
Okay. Hold on.
[And he runs. It's more like riding in a bicycle's basket than a person's arms. He dashes right past the ghost before it has a moment to adjust to his new speed and tears along almost blindly.]
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The black energy unwinds from around his hand; instead, it encircles each of his feet.]
Okay. Hold on.
[And he runs. It's more like riding in a bicycle's basket than a person's arms. He dashes right past the ghost before it has a moment to adjust to his new speed and tears along almost blindly.]
Which way?