[It's definitely a far cry from what he's seen of Akira so far, and he's caught somewhere between surprise and concern (and just a little bit of panic, considering the state of the room).]

What's that even mean? You're not making any sense! Don't listen to these guys and just-- we've gotta get out, okay? So let's go already!

[But any further protest is cut off by the cell filling up far more quickly than he can combat. He takes a breath at the last second, not knowing how long he'll have to hold it for--

--AND THEN THERE'S CATS.

Reasonably, Kashuu's pretty dang bewildered by the sudden change of pace, gasping for air that he doesn't really need in this new less-desperate dreamscape and glancing around wildly like he expects the goo flood to start up all over again, sweeping all these ten thousand cats away.

But no, no goo flood. Only fur and toe beans. He picks his way carefully around some, trying not to tread on any paws, and helpfully starts to pick a few off of Akira. They might just move back as soon as he sets them down, though...]

What the hell kinda question is that, huh? And should it be what I ask you?