Haruki had moved quickly, throwing himself as hard as his light frame could manage to the side; the landing ended up scuffing his knees and elbows up a fair bit. He popped up immediately after the intervention by those watching, however, seeming to be relatively unaffected by the attack beyond the new scrapes and grass stains on his clothing - though he did jump slightly at noting that he'd been carried somewhere else without noticing. "Huh, I guess one of the teacher people helped me out. They're not that lame, not like some of the old teachers I used to have. . . They were sooo boring, like seriously, with the math and the books and the needles and stuff. Hey, why's everyone so quiet?" He spun on his heel until he faced where Rame lay on the ground. "Oooh, he punished her. That does look like it kinda hurts, but she did try to turn me into a Haruki roast, which wasn't very nice at all. Still, that's not THAT bad, she'll just have a hard time walking for a while. . ." He continued to natter on somewhat aimlessly, though (thankfully) he seemed to have picked up on the gravity in the atmosphere judging by how his volume was decreasing.