[ He lets him. Only because he wouldn't be able to pull him from the glue of his chakra pinning him to the wall on his own.
The pull earns a grunt, and he drops, though there is ceremony to the way he folds himself and flips in the air like a cat, landing on his feet against the the ledge of the window. He winces in response to the fist still winding tight around his hair, tugging mercilessly at his scalp. ]
I - I was just checking up on you, that's all! [ For someone so loud, he sure is making a conscious effort to keep his own voice hushed. There's still a sense of urgency to the way he whines, though, which is understandable considering the hair pulling.
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The pull earns a grunt, and he drops, though there is ceremony to the way he folds himself and flips in the air like a cat, landing on his feet against the the ledge of the window. He winces in response to the fist still winding tight around his hair, tugging mercilessly at his scalp. ]
I - I was just checking up on you, that's all! [ For someone so loud, he sure is making a conscious effort to keep his own voice hushed. There's still a sense of urgency to the way he whines, though, which is understandable considering the hair pulling.
Which he doesn't fight. At all. ]