Azathoth's presence, through those golden eyes... Kuon smiled and sat on the bed, turning towards Takuto and placing a hand on his knee. He looked like a cornered animal, and her mind was clicking into place the way it always did when she found a machine she wanted to take apart and figure out the mechanisms of. To fiddle and experiment with.
She was absolutely giving him the 'wrong' smile, one that made it obvious how dreadfully curious she was.
"So... do you remember that conversation we had before? After you made breakfast for us," she cooed, drumming her fingers on his knee. "I still think it would be fun."
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She was absolutely giving him the 'wrong' smile, one that made it obvious how dreadfully curious she was.
"So... do you remember that conversation we had before? After you made breakfast for us," she cooed, drumming her fingers on his knee. "I still think it would be fun."