[ in the few moments that he comes back to swordhaus, it's to raid their kitchens, bit by bit — from all 3 apartments, too. anyway, he's just chomping along, trying to feed his invisible, wispy bird creature sitting on the counter. (which ignores him for the billionth time, and why is he just holding up food in the air like a fool, right?)
but when he sees naki step in, he immediately leaps up from his seat, making his way over with some unusual urgency in his step; but if naki (or smallest fox, or both) get a proper look at his face, there's none of his usual cheerfulness, although he also doesn't seem mad in any way...
without a word, tsurumaru's going to press him against his chest with one hand, ruffling his hair over and over with the other, as if headpats are enough to fill the dark void of death.
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Date: 2016-06-08 03:53 am (UTC)but when he sees naki step in, he immediately leaps up from his seat, making his way over with some unusual urgency in his step; but if naki (or smallest fox, or both) get a proper look at his face, there's none of his usual cheerfulness, although he also doesn't seem mad in any way...
without a word, tsurumaru's going to press him against his chest with one hand, ruffling his hair over and over with the other, as if headpats are enough to fill the dark void of death.
and, well — hello to you as well, smallest fox. ]