[ there's an ache in her chest at the look on yato's face. in how he hugs the plush to him, like a frightened child. for an ancient god, he wears innocence like it's his own skin. she wants to protect him and his dreams with everything she has. a human protecting a god... ]

I will. I won't be long.

[ she tries to smile reassuringly at him and squeezes his knee before standing and turning to walk to the stall. every step away from him weighs her down, but she stubbornly keeps her eyes forward and her chin high. she orders a couple of waters without issue and heads back with both in her hands before sitting next to yato. ]

I also got you one, but if you're not thirsty, um, I guess I can drink it?

[ if songerein is a place of dreams, it makes sense that sometimes a nightmare makes itself known. they always turn up when you least expect it. they're lucky it didn't affect the whole carnival. ]

Yato... he can't do anything here, right? This is a dream. I mean, it surprised me too, but I thought about it and he's not a threat. He's just messing with you to scare you. We're safe.