"Ack!"

Down Atsushi goes, his arms wrapped around the package to protect it as he crashes into the pavement. Everything hurts, but that is normal; he's vaguely scared for his life, but that is normal, too. (In a way, as much as he hates Akutagawa, fighting the guy is the most normal he ever feels. He doesn't have to pretend, at times like this.) Something in his body still feels strange, but that is clearly of later concern when he has a package to deliver.

He tries to struggle on on his knees and one arm, the other still clutching the package. Pulling on his trapped leg is all but useless, but he does it anyway; then he transforms his legs into the tiger's. Even if he can't get Akutagawa to let go like that, if he transforms his legs back in a moment, there should be enough space to escape Rashoumon's grip, right?!

"You failed my job for me!" That is definitely not the correct way of putting that, but he's a little too desperate to worry about proper descriptions, here. "It's only fair that I get to deliver your package!"

How desperate to do your job can you be...