[ hiyori looks down at uesama between them and holds her breath. she clenches her hands at her knees and stares HARD at his derpy zombie face. since they've been sitting here, yato's smell has been more noticeable in her nose than ever. it makes her want to -- she did it before when he was sleeping. because he wAS SLEEPING!! but what's the difference now? isn't he sleeping wherever he is?
picking up uesama, she sets him in her lap and does a little scoot. to get closer. just to test. she's not subtle, turning her head and watching that family like it's the most interesting thing in the world. waking or dream.
another little scoot, her butt sliding on the bench. ]
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picking up uesama, she sets him in her lap and does a little scoot. to get closer. just to test. she's not subtle, turning her head and watching that family like it's the most interesting thing in the world. waking or dream.
another little scoot, her butt sliding on the bench. ]