Aglet half slides, half scrambles down her hands to the floor, stumbling a little once he's on his own two feet. Now that he's not thinking about it so much, the cut doesn't bother him like it did. If he were to look at it, he might even find it's hardly bleeding anymore.

"Uh huh. There are probably borrowers where you come from, too; you just wouldn't know about them. I...I don't think I'm very good at hiding anymore," he confesses, thinking of just how many humans he's let see him by now.