ᅠᅠᴗ ᴗ)ᅠᅠ🍮ᅠᅠ┈ᅠ⩇2ᅠᅠMeiᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ

⠀ ᅠᅠᅠ⭐️ᶻᶻㅤㅤִㅤ﹙͜͡𝚃͜͡CɑTCH C4𝘁CH .ᐟ.ᐟ𝚃͜͡𝙴͜͡𝚁͜͡﹚ㅤㅤ ⠀ ⠀

His hand grabs her forearm in an effort to keep her steady. “…You need sleep. You’re shaking like a leaf.”

“….ugh.” He’s walking over to her, a headache pill in his hand. “Hikori gave me these, but my physiology doesn’t allow them to work. So, have one.”

“What’d you do now?”

Miori flashes a faint smile, nodding. At least her pair, Yellow, seems cooperative into grasping orders, not bad. “ Good. Hm . . . Have you eaten yet? ”

“ Hm, so I'm letting you know . . . ” Her arms cross as she stares over at the charismatic one. It'll be a great contrast between personalities. Chief thought it well. “ . . . and no hugs while we're at work. ”

At the hug, Miori's wide-eyed reacting. Not so fond of affection like that, but she's allowing before oh-so-gently getting the other's hands off. “ We've been assigned to work together, has Chief let you know? ”

“ Yellow . . . Good evening. ”

Now doing the heart sign. “..:this hurts my fingers. And my soul.”

He’s holding out his hands for her to guide him through it now.

“…yes.”

“…We didn’t have that on Eternus.”

“That is not a half of a heart, that is half of an arbitrary shape. Hearts look different.”