Mika examined his king closely, the worry evident on the gentle curve of his features. Hayden lifted a pale hand to his midsection, right where the...wound...had been. The male shook his head after a decisive moment, and Mika relaxed slightly. But still, there had been a significant reaction, and he wanted to know what had caused his Majesty's discomfort. Though he wasn't in much a state to do anything, he still had to do his best to serve his king no matter what. The whisper sounded light enough and Mika could do nothing but believe his king. The trailed off words gave him a pause for a moment. What was wrong? Panic spiked in his system for a moment.
Then Hayden spoke again, folding his arms over his chest with a bit of his old haughtiness. Didn't want to be touched? Mika could understand that. hey couldn't trust any of the others anyway, it would probably be best to stay as far away from them as they could. The mannerism also soothed him a bit. If Hayden was back to normal then things would be fine. "Yes, your Majesty." He agreed, falling back to old habits. For a quiet lad he'd always been most agreeable when it came to his King.
Hayden continued with words that made Mika grimace slightly. It was true, of course, he was in no state to protect his king, not until he got used to this body. "You are fine, your Majesty." he said, dipping his head. He didn't like these apologies. He wasn't deserving of them anyway. "I will start training to accustom myself to this body and alert you when I am sufficiently prepared to enforce what you wish." He would train with every ounce of his strength, do everything he could to get used to this new centre of balance.
His Majesty kept looking behind him as if tracking the other occupants of the room, which put Mika on his guard, his own eyes darting from one perfect figure to another. They were all beautiful china figures and it was abhorrent to think that he looked just the same as them. thankfully most of them seemed on the taller side, which meant he could utilize his own height and work out some strategies to make it an advantage. He turned his green-eyed attention to his King again as the male spoke. A night of planning sounded like a wise decision. It would give them an opportunity to catch their bearings and clear their minds. And scope out the potential threats. Mika nodded obediently, his mind already darting. Hayden's voice returned to a normal level and Mika watched anxiously as his King turned and walked away. His first instinct was to follow, but he wasn't sure if Hayden wanted him to or not. He didn't want to smother his King, though he was extremely anxious as to the male's health, especially in this strange place. He stood restlessly for a moment, casting about in all directions. His gaze settled briefly on the pink haired woman. He'd felt her eyes settle on him more than once. There was something unsettling about her. He would have to keep an eye out for that one.
His gaze had rested on the woman for a moment, but it quickly fluttered away to alight on all the strange thing she saw around him. What was this ethereal place? He'd paid little attention to anything in his surroundings, but perhaps it would be wise to familiarize himself with everything and gain control of his body at the same time. He gingerly walked to examine the black box mounted on the wall, stretching up to tap it with his manicured nails. It made a strange sound. Glass. It was made of glass and something...else. He couldn't place it. It wasn't metal, but it seemed to hold similar properties, judging by the shine. He tipped his head at it for a moment before turning to examine the snowy furniture. They were of a curious material, impossibly soft but firm to the touch. He cautiously settled into one, remembering a moment too late that he was wearing a dress and his legs needed to be together. He quickly crossed his delicate ankles and looked around.
After a few seconds he began stretching slowly and systematically, testing out the new alignment of his muscles. His back especially felt weird to stretch, muscles moving in slightly different ways. He checking his arm range, which was limited by his breasts. He'd have to become strong enough to dual wield if he wanted all his range back. And he needed to find or craft some weapons as well. These hands were too delicate to do any decent hand to hand combat. The body was much better suited to stealth, though that was not Mika's fighting style in the slightest.
He would put himself on a training regimen for his new body as soon as he could catch some time completely alone, and maybe find some pants. the dress was giving him an uncomfortable breeze in an unpleasant place, one that he was not used to at all. And he was wary of that pink haired girl. He used his forefinger to tilt his head left and right, feeling the joints in his neck pop, then stretching his back, enjoying the line of musical cracks the movement caused. This body seemed very flexible, which would be good if he could learn how to utilize it. It really wouldn't help if he needed to go on the offense though, which was needed so he could defend his Majesty.
Speaking of his Majesty, Mika looked up as the male returned to the room. He offered a small smile until he noticed the expression on the pale male's face. Worry and stress. He stood abruptly, instinctively smoothing his skirt. The King's next words gave him the same expression. They weren't sharing a room. That wasn't good at all. How could he protect his King if he couldn't keep guard at night? And he wasn't in his old body, which would have been sufficient to cow who ever Hayden's roommate was into docility. His mouth tightened into a thin line. What could they do about it? He chewed on his bottom lip anxiously, furrowing his brow. It would be no use to ask the to accommodate, as they hadn't even been kind enough to put him in the right sex of body, and what other options were there?
"What can we do?" He said, trying to keep the edge of hopelessness out of his voice. This had really been a terrible day right from the start. He half wished he could go back to being dead, but his duty was to Hayden and he could not forsake it.