[It's nobody's fault, which should make it fine in his mind, but then again, it's Hiyori who had kisses stolen from her by doppelgangers of her boyfriend. It's not his place to say whether things are alright or not. He just wishes it was alright. For her sake.
But it's not going to be okay until they sort things out with his doubles. However the hell they do that.
Bristling at how upset Hiyori seems to be by the presence of his other selves, Yato's eyes narrow dangerously at the door while his mind reels through ways of getting rid of them. If it's anything like last time, they need to be shoved back into a mirror. That might be hard to do with the size of the bathroom.
For now, though, what matters most is making sure Hiyori doesn't feel threatened or overwhelmed by everything. He opens his mouth to tell the group of himself to piss off for now, but before he can, Hiyori is striding forward to face them herself.
The group on the other side almost tumbles in, having been bunched up against the door, but thankfully the one in military dress stands firm and holds the rest back. Her expression is enough to silence them all until they're addressed, at which point she's answered with a stereo of:]
Yes?
[At which Yato himself cringes. Ugh. He's starting to understand why she's so bothered... It's getting annoying and is pretty damn disconcerting on top of it.]
BOOT TO THE HEAD
But it's not going to be okay until they sort things out with his doubles. However the hell they do that.
Bristling at how upset Hiyori seems to be by the presence of his other selves, Yato's eyes narrow dangerously at the door while his mind reels through ways of getting rid of them. If it's anything like last time, they need to be shoved back into a mirror. That might be hard to do with the size of the bathroom.
For now, though, what matters most is making sure Hiyori doesn't feel threatened or overwhelmed by everything. He opens his mouth to tell the group of himself to piss off for now, but before he can, Hiyori is striding forward to face them herself.
The group on the other side almost tumbles in, having been bunched up against the door, but thankfully the one in military dress stands firm and holds the rest back. Her expression is enough to silence them all until they're addressed, at which point she's answered with a stereo of:]
Yes?
[At which Yato himself cringes. Ugh. He's starting to understand why she's so bothered... It's getting annoying and is pretty damn disconcerting on top of it.]