Honestly, fair. Sure, Mithrun crosses his arms, his tail flicking kind of pissily - but he probably would have done all that no matter what.

"Not acting like myself," he repeats. "What's your point? We both know whose fault that's going to be."

Even if he's been quieter lately, Mithrun is still quite aware of Molik's claws in his soul - but it's not as though he can do anything about it, can he?