[ he's not convinced, and the upcoming pout proves it as he takes the bowl in his hands. ]
If he bites me I'll bite him back...
[ maybe. maybe not. not a sharp bite but one that tells the little brat who he's messing with. nothing that will make enishi run to her bitching and crying... hopefully.
seated in that simulated table against the wall, as much as he's starving, he rather wait for tomoe to sit and eat with him with a smile. ]
Whatever you have, thank you!
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[ dinner had been delicious and filling tomoe could see utter satisfaction with a sigh as he relaxed against the back of the chair, his wings fluttering slight and content with the change of mood — ah. he's starting to feel an itch on his left pleading edge, unfortunately he can't reach as much as he would like.
that makes him pout again. ]
Haaaa! My wings feel itchy I want to scratch them! I can't touch them myself!
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If he bites me I'll bite him back...
[ maybe. maybe not. not a sharp bite but one that tells the little brat who he's messing with. nothing that will make enishi run to her bitching and crying... hopefully.
seated in that simulated table against the wall, as much as he's starving, he rather wait for tomoe to sit and eat with him with a smile. ]
Whatever you have, thank you!
_______
[ dinner had been delicious and filling tomoe could see utter satisfaction with a sigh as he relaxed against the back of the chair, his wings fluttering slight and content with the change of mood — ah. he's starting to feel an itch on his left pleading edge, unfortunately he can't reach as much as he would like.
that makes him pout again. ]
Haaaa! My wings feel itchy I want to scratch them! I can't touch them myself!