[he glances up to baren with a small smile tugging at his mouth, though-- ah. there go the thought bubbles again. chuuya flushes at the name as he always does, but he's gotten somewhat used to it by now; instead of complaining aloud, he just huffs as he picks up a calico and sets it in his lap.
there's a thought bubble of his own: don't call me that if you might not keep me.]
[There's one bubble, in a flash: I still can't promise anything, so I can't.
Then the text is replaced immediately with Embarrassing...
But apparently they're doing this right out on the street. That's fine. Baren sits on the sidewalk too, picking up a white cat that reminds him of Vera and idly giving it a scratch before kissing the top of its head absent-mindedly.]
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[he glances up to baren with a small smile tugging at his mouth, though-- ah. there go the thought bubbles again. chuuya flushes at the name as he always does, but he's gotten somewhat used to it by now; instead of complaining aloud, he just huffs as he picks up a calico and sets it in his lap.
there's a thought bubble of his own: don't call me that if you might not keep me.]
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Then the text is replaced immediately with Embarrassing...
But apparently they're doing this right out on the street. That's fine. Baren sits on the sidewalk too, picking up a white cat that reminds him of Vera and idly giving it a scratch before kissing the top of its head absent-mindedly.]
See one you want?