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he'll commiserate with pekoyama later, he thinks. ]
Can't be helped it he took you by surprise...next time, call me, though? Even if it's just to watch you win a fight, it's hard to be of use to you if I aren't around, y'know?
[ he doesn't get the "tool" way of thinking the way pekoyama does, but kuro is used to being a weapon and doesn't particularly mind it.
he's capable of understanding and accepting that he can be other things at the same time, at least. he finishes up with her face and drops his hand. ]
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[It's true. To their family, the most someone looks like is a challenge. And it's especially bad with the young siblings. Don't take it personally, Kuro. At least she thinks you're handsome? That counts for something, right?
She huffs a little, puffing her cheeks out some but wincing afterward pretty much immediately. Ow, that was a bad face to make...]
Alright, alright...but I mean, you're bein' useful now, y'know. Just because you weren't there to fight doesn't mean you aren't or anythin'.
[Once his hand is away from her face, she sits up a little straighter.]
...wanna put off goin' home for a bit?
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[ no real objections, since natsumi is the one in charge and as long as he's allowed to tag along, who cares? it's not like they have a deadline on getting back just yet. he'll speak up if curfew gets close, but otherwise... ]
Where were you thinking you wanted to go?
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I dunno...
[Even though she's sitting up straight again, she still sounds completely dejected. She needs something sweet, but has no energy to think about how to get that without just. Hitting the grocery store or something. She reaches up and takes his hand with her good one, tugging him closer so she can just rest her head against his side.]
Just bury me. That's a good use of our afternoon, right?
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[ he lets her take his hand and lean into him, because he always does. ]
Why don't we go and get some snacks, instead?