[God it is cold in this fucking house. Without the two space heaters and the Inquisition fireplace, it's gonna be really hard to keep warm. Luckily, Elsword has ten thousand blankets upstairs, and Mizuki's not gonna escape going upstairs no matter how hard he tries. All that matters is whose room they end up in.
Either way, Elsword's anger, while not forgotten, can't be felt as powerfully. No matter what room they're in, he's dragging three comforters out of the wardrobe and piling them onto the bed, where he — about as tactile as Mizuki, frankly — expects them to be cuddled up soon. It's a blanket nest.
Leon will come in after a moment and chuff and invite himself up here, too.]
...I don't think you're any of the things she said you are, for what it's worth.
after fam meet/being carried home
Either way, Elsword's anger, while not forgotten, can't be felt as powerfully. No matter what room they're in, he's dragging three comforters out of the wardrobe and piling them onto the bed, where he — about as tactile as Mizuki, frankly — expects them to be cuddled up soon. It's a blanket nest.
Leon will come in after a moment and chuff and invite himself up here, too.]
...I don't think you're any of the things she said you are, for what it's worth.