Lalna looks a bit shocked, as he backs up from the transformation and sudden bolting of his comrade, as he backs into his bike and knocks it over, which self rights with him on top of it. He looks terribly awkward, and definitely shocked as his fellow morpher leaves, and sighs loudly, coughing as he lies over the seat of his bike, looking very embarrassed, and shocked all the way. [color=0072bc]"S-s-see? I-i-i told y-you guys it w-would w-work! I-I had m-my doubts, c-consi-idering I-I am unable t-to transf-form from ba-asic DNA from the l-ab, b-but I k-knew this wa-asn't j-just a bloody h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-ho-a-a-ax! B-b-b-but why d-d-d-did she r-r-un?"[/color] he says, stuttering as he tries to overcome his shock, but doesn't manage to, as he falls off his bike and ends up hitting his head off the pavement with a clunk of metal from the helmet covering his head. Hitting his head off the pavement seems to get his head working again, as he pulls himself off the pavement, trying to look nonchalant, as if he didn't just fall off his bike. [color=0072bc]"I... Don't know why I was chosen to do this... If I get shocked by something I knew was possible, and by a fellow comrade bolting off, how will I manage to fight a war... I am a lover, not a fighter... All species have a right to live, even those who will ruin other civilizations in order to live their lives... But... We must fight... I am sorry about this... I have just realized that this war is not good... That hit to the head actually made my brain working after a day of fogginess..."[/color] He says in a bit of a depressed tone, the realization about the morphing finally hitting him. He sits down on the ground, beginning to regret being there, on that fateful day.