Caelan certainly wasn’t angry at Yuki, and he might even feel a little bad if he realized that was how it had come off. Unfortunately, he was just angry at himself and the situation he’d now found himself in. He’d tried very hard to be careful before he died, and it still hadn’t mattered. Now, here he was, a Selkie missing both his sight and his sealskin.

Not good.

The suggestion that they go to the office together, and the question about his phone gets a very confused little wrinkle of his nose. What? “Well, I’m not sure about Yuna... but I don’t expect you could have come to find me, anyway. Was kind of unavailable on account of an angry walking fur-rug.” Did no one realize he’d died? He’d only just met Yuki fairly recently, so his friend couldn’t be blamed for not wondering. But... there were other friends who spent a great deal of time in his apartment. Had they just assumed he’d thrown himself into the sea for a few weeks? That he’d flaked out entirely on his responsibilities?

Ouch. He was a bit irresponsible at times, but not like that.

“My phone should still be at my apartment, probably sitting in a bowl of rice from when I dropped it in the ocean?” Because he had probably gotten a fatal bear hug a few days after their meeting.