"[B]Abel Fulgurate,[/B]" the human male intoned as he took Kuhaku's hand and shook it.

Chest swelling with relief and happiness, Kuhaku's smile grew brighter and wider as his energy returned to him. Shaking Abel's hand firmly, he was nervous for no reason it seemed. This one was one of the accepting. 

"[B]Obviously,[/B]" Abel remarked on his comment about his lineage.
Kuhaku blinked, surprised at first.
Scratching the back of his head, he looked away in embarrassment.

"[I]Of course I'm a Tiger Faunus. Idiot, now you just look stupid. Did you get a concussion from the earlier fall or what?[/I]" he muttered as he thought to himself.

"[B]Don't know why you had to spit it out, though. You just showed that you got a lotta guts. Next time though, you might want to let me take those hits.[/B]" Abel continued. 
Turning to face Abel again, he let out a nervous chuckle.
"[B]Yeah, I guess that was rather obvious and unnecessary of me. I, uh...I appreciate the compliment by the way.[/B]" 

Compliments made him uncomfortable and talking with Abel proved slightly difficult as he felt shy, embarrassed. Only from sheer will did he prevent his cheeks from heating up and flushing red. Though, he'd like to see exactly how tough Abel seemed to be. Kuhaku's youthful looks and svelte body may cause others to perceive him as frail, but he was far from it and deceivingly so.

"[B]Oh, and thanks for coming to our aid. We were in a pretty tight spot.[/B]" His voice clearing with the return of his strength, his small cuts, burns and wounds began to heal from his Aura.

Looking down at himself, he noticed that he was covered in dust and began to pat himself down. Straightening his appearance and adjusting his clothing. Ridding himself of most of the dust and debris, coughing into a fist when the small dust clouds irritated his breathing. Finishing his short coughing fit, he stared at the fingertips of his gloves and frowned at the small holes his claws had made in them. At least they were still intact. He looked back up at Abel when he spoke again.

"[B]You gonna heal up okay?[/B]" Abel asked.
Grinning, he gave Abel the thumbs up. 
"[B]Yeah, I should heal up just fi-[/B]" he cut himself off as his ears suddenly twitched.

Turning his head to face the pile of rubble, the pupils of his eyes narrowed into a black, vertical slit. He heard the movement under the rubble before his teammates did. His prior grin changed into an angry scowl, a low growl rumbling his throat. Ripping his Great Axe from the ground, Kuhaku broke off into another dead sprint at the rock pile the mech was buried under. As he ran, his Axe reverted to his Sword and Shield. The mech's body then rose from the rubble, its torso opened up to reveal three gun barrels aimed at himself and Abel.

"[B]TARGET ACQUIRED[/B]" its robotic voice rang out.

"[B]ACQUIRE THIS![/B]" raising his shield high above his head, he punched straight downward as he came right up to the gun barrels. Pounding the edge of his shield down onto the barrels, he bent them all downward which would cause them to catastrophically fail if the machine tried to fire them. And just in case that didn't work, Kuhaku gave his sword a twirl in his other hand and rammed its point into the exposed torso of the machine. Giving it a kick to bury his sword in deeper, he slammed the face of his shield against the pommel and hammered it in as deeply as he could. The internals of the machine sparking, crunching and twisting loudly as he did. With a final kick, he back-flipped into the air and yelled out to Abel.

"[B]ABEL! HIT MY SWORD WITH A LIGHTNING BOLT! GIVE IT EVERYTHING YOU GOT![/B]" As he hung in the air, Kuhaku curled as tightly as he could into a ball, bringing up his shield to protect himself from any more flying shrapnel and debris from what was coming next.