[Fukami nods in wordless acceptance. He doesn't need to nag her, he hopes-- he hardly knows her, so he can't assume that she's like Memoca or Wadanohara... or, out of people he's met here, Shiro.
So far as he knows, at least.
But hey, there's a chair. Good place to let poor octopuses sit.]
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So far as he knows, at least.
But hey, there's a chair. Good place to let poor octopuses sit.]