[At this unexpected turn of events, the blond Yato flushes heavily as they sneak past the others, who have decided on playing Jenga together. Thankfully the ruckus they're making masks their padding down the hallway and into the bathroom.
Suddenly nervous at being alone, locked in a small room with her, he wedges himself into a corner so as not to crowd her. This may be a bad idea, but at least he's here to help, should the need arise.]
Yeah, you're always so sensible about these sorts of things. It's really admirable. [Finally, he smiles at her, genuinely. If she thinks they can handle it, he trusts her. They'll manage it okay.] And... thank you, Hiyori.
[It's said with choked emotion, though it's not long before he's choking for an entirely different reason - all of a sudden there's a wrestling-crazed Hiyori manhandling herself. After flailing helplessly a moment, he scrambles to try getting Hiyori number two off of number one.
H-Hey now! There's no need for that! C'mon! Can't we all be friends, here?!
ORDERS AN AVALANCHE THEN
Suddenly nervous at being alone, locked in a small room with her, he wedges himself into a corner so as not to crowd her. This may be a bad idea, but at least he's here to help, should the need arise.]
Yeah, you're always so sensible about these sorts of things. It's really admirable. [Finally, he smiles at her, genuinely. If she thinks they can handle it, he trusts her. They'll manage it okay.] And... thank you, Hiyori.
[It's said with choked emotion, though it's not long before he's choking for an entirely different reason - all of a sudden there's a wrestling-crazed Hiyori manhandling herself. After flailing helplessly a moment, he scrambles to try getting Hiyori number two off of number one.
H-Hey now! There's no need for that! C'mon! Can't we all be friends, here?!