[center][h2][color=0072bc]Hirasawa, Adrian[/color][/h2]
Location: Shrine[/center]
[@liferusher][@Jacky]

The only logical response to his own self loathing and shame, albeit one he was too disorientated to recognize at the moment to recognize, was to manage another groan. Unfortunately in his current frame of mind it was impossible to do even that much as the world spun around him. Recognizing he had been spoken to elicited only the barest amount of cognizance, staring dumbly from beneath the bone helmet at the funny newcomer. It took a few moments for him to speak as Adrian put his hand to his head.

"Window. Family. Revenge.." Weakly spoken and slurred but a response at least. 

When Kaede came to angrily pout, the world came back into crystal clear view for what felt like the first time in hours despite only having been a few minutes at best. Adrians only response to her scornful gaze was another weak croak. At least the moth thing had sense enough to know when he should apologize.

"Sorry, sis.."

It took a bit of time for him to be peeled off the pavement, the monstrously oversized moth wings shrinking into his back as he struggled to rise. With the added mass returning to his body it was redistributed as muscle mass. Now less than a lanky brat he was at least, hopefully, a tad more intimidating. Though there was always the question of whether or not the jingling ornaments worked counter to that end. One of which had fallen off the right horn and lay on the ground. 
Scooping it up and retying it, he turned to the newcomer.

"S-sorry for startling you, I'm sure. Probably not every day you see a bug splatter on a window so amazingly." Adrian flashed a smile, unaware of the massive cut stretching from his chin right up and under the mask. It bled only slightly but not enough to be all that painful. The sensation of its presence would arrive soon enough.
When Kaede went back into the store, it was all the shapechanger could do but shrug. Of course she hated his constant watching, as a blossoming young woman it was clear the girl wanted her privacy. All the time. 

Adrian couldn't stomach the thought of her getting hurt and felt responsible for at least making sure she got to and from a destination unbothered. Or at the very least only meaningly bothered by his overzealous and overprotective nature. 

"It isn't my place but would you like to step in and have a slice? As an apology for.. y'know."