[Wondering if perhaps it's the chill in the air tinging Hiyori's cheeks red, Yato thinks on the types of food stalls they've passed by throughout the day. If he's correct, there was also one distributing drinks. Maybe they have something hot?
Changing course, he leads them carefully through the crowd, squeezing her hand in return. He won't let go this time. No more losing each other, not now that they're together.
At her words though, he slows enough to glance over his shoulder at her, eyebrows raised in curiosity.]
How so? [Given the trouble they've gotten into, he can hardly blame her for not wanting to be alone in this dream world. ]
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Changing course, he leads them carefully through the crowd, squeezing her hand in return. He won't let go this time. No more losing each other, not now that they're together.
At her words though, he slows enough to glance over his shoulder at her, eyebrows raised in curiosity.]
How so? [Given the trouble they've gotten into, he can hardly blame her for not wanting to be alone in this dream world. ]