[It's so strange-so very, very strange, and she finds herself holding her notebook close like a security blanket as the other does so. The way she is now, she is only perhaps half a foot shorter than Tsukikage-but even then, it is strange to not be looking down to him while he has at least something of a normal face. As the objects are put away, she finds herself wondering-should she ask about what just occurred?
...No.
...Only the worst could come of it, at this point.] ...Okay...
...Are you done brushing your teeth? [She adds, attempting to change the subject. Perhaps the more they stay away from the topic, the less...unnerving he'll be.]
no subject
...No.
...Only the worst could come of it, at this point.] ...Okay...
...Are you done brushing your teeth? [She adds, attempting to change the subject. Perhaps the more they stay away from the topic, the less...unnerving he'll be.]