Ren blinks at Akechi. Then, he laughs.

"Well thank you," he says with a grin, leaning back. "I guess you're not wrong. There's worse things to be turned into."

That said... his newfound fur feels extremely gross, wet and cold from the seawater, sand, and wind. He shivers involuntarily at a perticularly harsh gust. The storm hasn't quite died down yet.