[Well, at least one of them seems relatively calm given the strange situation? Hopefully this guy has some semblance of an idea of what the fuck is going on, because Yato sure as hell doesn't. Though it seems like he's not the most friendly of folks... Not with that glare and those fierce red eyes. If he wasn't a god, he might actually be a little frightened.
Not one for touching, either, it seems. Understandable, given their state of undress. So Yato hastily keeps his hands to himself, offering a sheepish wave as a friendly greeting while he tries to smile. It's definitely on the nervous side given the kid seems capable of blasting the shit out of things, including him. At the question, he pauses to delve into his memory, trying to sort out his jumbled thoughts.]
Taking a break from training with a friend... Which-- [He glances around hurriedly, panic setting in.] --have you seen a katana? Or my clothes? I kinda need him.
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Not one for touching, either, it seems. Understandable, given their state of undress. So Yato hastily keeps his hands to himself, offering a sheepish wave as a friendly greeting while he tries to smile. It's definitely on the nervous side given the kid seems capable of blasting the shit out of things, including him. At the question, he pauses to delve into his memory, trying to sort out his jumbled thoughts.]
Taking a break from training with a friend... Which-- [He glances around hurriedly, panic setting in.] --have you seen a katana? Or my clothes? I kinda need him.