[The greatest difference between a funhouse and these clones is how animated they all are. When Hiyori poses her bevy of questions, they all start talking at once:]
No way!
Yes~
Shut it, you! Speak for yourself.
I don't have an answer, really.
We kinda just... showed up, to be honest.
That's right.
We just wanna be with you, Hiyori!
Not me. I'll pass, thanks.
[All the other Yatos swivel around to stare at the blasphemous traitor: the blond one who gives off a childish air as he looks from face to face.]
...what?
[Original!Yato slaps a hand over his face with a heavy sigh. He has an idea of what's up with some of his clones, at least.]
TAKE A CHANCLA ON ME
No way!
Yes~
Shut it, you! Speak for yourself.
I don't have an answer, really.
We kinda just... showed up, to be honest.
That's right.
We just wanna be with you, Hiyori!
Not me. I'll pass, thanks.
[All the other Yatos swivel around to stare at the blasphemous traitor: the blond one who gives off a childish air as he looks from face to face.]
...what?
[Original!Yato slaps a hand over his face with a heavy sigh. He has an idea of what's up with some of his clones, at least.]
That one shouldn't be too much of a problem.
Hey!