(In comparison, Tsurumaru watches Yukio carefully. More than just looking at him, it's like he's really trying to observe him right now. See what else there is to him,)
[He should just do it, should just turn and comfort the daemon following him around, should be able to pretend everything is fine. But nothing is fine right now, he's lightheaded from the pain, there's a feeling of intense dread still clinging to his mind from the barrier, and it's taking everything in him not to kick the creature out of his path every time he thinks about it.]
I said she's fine. [He says, low and tense. His daemon glances away, cowering low behind him.]
(And he isn't going to press it. He's pushed enough today as it is. Instead, he finally gets up onto his feet, the crane rising with him. He pats at his jeans and takes a moment to take care of himself before acknowledging Yukio again. He even tends to his own daemon for a moment, smoothing out her feathers and patting her on the head. That last part seems deliberate, like he's purposely trying to make Yukio wait for a response,)
Of course.
(He'll let it go and move on to something else for now,)
(He takes a step closer and then another. The crane at his side shifts forms, becoming smaller and settling on his shoulder as an azure magpie instead. Both of them are getting in Yukio's space now...
[Oh, that startles him. His eyes go wide, and he takes half a step back, his good hand going to his back like he's grabbing for a weapon. This isn't someone who's used to people patting him on the head.]
Please keep your hands to yourself. [He says, after a moment.]
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(He's already ahead of Yukio.)
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(And the crane next to him clips her beak at him which causes him to hold up a hand and laugh,)
Fine, fine. I'll stop for now. ("For now.") You should check on your friend. You were quite rough before.
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If she's supposed to be my soul, she can handle it.
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That doesn't mean she should.
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I said she's fine. [He says, low and tense. His daemon glances away, cowering low behind him.]
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(And he isn't going to press it. He's pushed enough today as it is. Instead, he finally gets up onto his feet, the crane rising with him. He pats at his jeans and takes a moment to take care of himself before acknowledging Yukio again. He even tends to his own daemon for a moment, smoothing out her feathers and patting her on the head. That last part seems deliberate, like he's purposely trying to make Yukio wait for a response,)
Of course.
(He'll let it go and move on to something else for now,)
And you?
(A pointed glance at his arm.)
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And pats him on the head.)
Good.
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Please keep your hands to yourself. [He says, after a moment.]
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Sorry, sorry.
(THere's a sing-song quality to his voice that definitely makes it sound like he isnt very sorry at all. )
Run along now. (He says like Yukio is definitely a kid,) I'm sure there's plenty to learn still.
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I'm sure there is.
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Tsurumaru is as relaxed as ever.
He'll let Yukio run off though! And call for his daemon, "Kiku" to follow him as he goes his own direction.)
I wonder what other surprises await me~