( it's a near immediate walk back onto the porch. the backyard isn't especially spacious, but it's more than enough for a decently sized porch and a solid amount of lawn. it doesn't take him but a minute to get back into his chair, basically flopping into it. he keeps his gaze on yato's face the entire time, watching him.
partly because he expects something stupid or shitty to happen and partly because he's just not sure what he's supposed to do about any of this. he snorts when yato finally speaks, waving a hand in the air. )
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partly because he expects something stupid or shitty to happen and partly because he's just not sure what he's supposed to do about any of this. he snorts when yato finally speaks, waving a hand in the air. )
No shit.
( a pause. )
So, how about you start talking now then?