"... What?" The new information left Kyousuke visibly taken aback, and he glanced from Kratos to the door. Had Sora really been intending to go through with surgery all along...? Link hadn't seemed to know anything about it, either, or he probably wouldn't have left quite so easily. Which, as far he could tell, left only Kratos.

That idiot. ... No wonder he'd been eager to clear the room out.

Kyousuke scratched the back of his head, frustrated, angry, and most of all, feeling like a fool. Had he been armed with this knowledge beforehand, he would have reacted to the situation very differently. He couldn't agree with any of this, especially after being given no chance to try and talk some sense into Sora.

In spite of that, he did his best to stay collected. "If he really wants to bet his life on that, it's his decision," he said after a moment. As much as he didn't like it, he didn't have the right to decide what Sora thought was worth dying for.

There was more he had to say one the matter, but a loud noise from the other side of the door stopped him cold. Knocking Sora out... hadn't worked out after all. For now, he put everything aside, facing the door and preparing himself. If Sora was awake, they couldn't worry about the surgery right now; they had to focus on how to keep him subdued before anything else. Last night hadn't gone well, but this time, he'd be ready. He'd make sure of that.