Alexei reached down shakily to where the stone man had just [b][i]disintegrated[/i][/b] and picked up the stone heart in one hand, turning it over to look at it from all sides.

It was still beating.

That was a good sign.

Right?

When he did something like this to someone, or himself, it wasn't [i]usually[/i] permanent. One time he'd scattered his body into a million Alexei cubes. The maid had swept him up and dumped him into a wastebasket while the entire household went ballistic searching for him, fearing for his safety and any unmitigated disaster that would come of him wandering around unsupervised. Luckily he'd reformed the very next day, ripping apart the waste bin and thoroughly surprising that same maid. She'd gotten a raise for finding him.

So, it stood to reason that if he was still alive he would be fine in a day or so. 

Maybe?

Assuredly!

Hopefully. 

"I really, really hope that didn't kill you, sir." He said to the heart. Then he looked over at Kakra, and realized for a moment just how strange this must be. The heart, now floating in the air. He'd forgotten that he was invisible. "It's me." He said. "I'm invisible now." he added after a moment. "Are you going to be okay?"