It's a fickle thing; it comes and goes as fast as the beat of a butterflies wings.

[ You see he can be poetic? Without sounding like an absolute shitlord. Akira doesn't know about that, but if that makes fox friend happier, then go ahead and be brutally honest.

It only hurts other people, after all. ]

Really? You seem busy, so I can't imagine commissioning you unless your doors are actually open.