Hiei isn't quite sure how to take Kurama's silence. Whether it was that the fox was agreeing with his assessment or insulted wasn't very clear to him and.. if he's honest, it makes him a little nervous. The sudden pall over their warm, cuddly morning isn't something that he can miss, of course, and he struggles to figure out how he can reverse it, or at least attempt to steer them back toward something like what he had just somehow stomped all over with his assertion.

The best thing he can think to do is nuzzle in to the fox's head, hand reaching to bury in his bright hair.

Red eyes stare out at the opposite wall, blinking as he debates how to proceed, whether Kurama is upset or not.

Hiei nuzzles in again, a bit harder to catch his attention, he hopes. A little motion to make sure that he has the other man's attention instead of maybe being lost in his own mind. He doesn't really know what the hell he's doing here, stepping on to some very slippery and possibly thin ice so far as he can tell -

"I didn't mean to... ruin your mood."