[he peeks up once more at the more masculine-sounding voice. what the-- well, he won't complain, relaxing the smallest bit now that he's not being disrespectful to a lady (even though the person who was the lady is the person in front of him now? yakumo isn't thinking that hard, to be honest). he doesn't understand exactly what happened but he can hazard a guess.
hey, he's a yokai. anything can happen...]
I- yes... Um, do you know what happened to me?
[he averts his gaze once more and unfolds himself enough to not be the tiniest ball he could be. he is still hiding his groin, ashamed and embarrassed at what hides beneath his hands.
he didn't even notice the thing on his wrist. and he's not going to because it requires removing a hand!]
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hey, he's a yokai. anything can happen...]
I- yes... Um, do you know what happened to me?
[he averts his gaze once more and unfolds himself enough to not be the tiniest ball he could be. he is still hiding his groin, ashamed and embarrassed at what hides beneath his hands.
he didn't even notice the thing on his wrist. and he's not going to because it requires removing a hand!]
Was I...kidnapped?