[Momo laughs softly at that, leaning into Yuki's shoulder. There's a little smile on his face that shows his fangs; he usually prefers being taken care of on his own terms, but he can make exceptions. Or just make sure it's mutual.]
Such a gentleman...I'm sure eating will make you feel better too, you know? I'll make sure for you too.
[Is this going to lead to feeding each other dinner? There is a non-zero chance of that.]
[Momo sticks close by his side, supporting him with the two arms nearest him.] If he was feeding on you or something, I guess it makes sense...but still definitely don't piss off people around here, I've met maybe a handful of other people whose worlds doesn't have magic or supernatural stuff going on or who haven't been out fighting wars or apocalypses in their worlds.
[The humour turns a touch sad in the end, at the thought of that much conflict going on out there in the universe. But while Momo's at least been training with various of those people for the entire time he's been here to shape himself up closer to the general combat competency level here, Yuki hasn't really been here long enough for that yet.]
Aww, you'd be the most handsome and amazing court jester ever! But not everyone is tough guys...or is that just your scheme to get near as many muscles as you can...?
[Momo says that in only the most serious of thoughtful and suspicious tones; he can tell Yuki is distracting here, but given his low energy, he doesn't feel like now is necessarily the time for a serious conversation on the topic of being prepared for here.]
I knew it!! Betraying me by wanting to touch other muscles again!!! And I've even been working on mine here...
[Momo does an...interesting motion with that, what would otherwise be a dramatic drape across Yuki's shoulders except that he doesn't want to put too much weight on him when he was already walking slow. So it's a dramatic upwards sort of drape, somehow, a position that lets him continue supporting Yuki while also clinging fussily all over him.]
[He manages a laugh, despite his state, and he keeps as close to Momo as he'll let him. The closeness is comforting, and something about it warms him from the inside out, even though he feels hollowed out by the possession.]
[There's a dramatic sort of grumble at that, the sound Momo makes when Yuki's being sweet enough that it's hard to resist but still doesn't want to let him win so easily.]
Sweet-talking me like it'll make me forget your schemes...my darling is so sly...
[But there's definitely a little pink in his cheeks, and he gives Yuki a quick peck on the jaw, perhaps in part to put himself in a position where it's harder to spot for a few moments.]
[Though Momo's antennae flick a bit at Yuki undercutting himself like that even in humour, he rolls with the tone.] Don't tempt me...even if we'd probably have to settle for the second floor of my row house instead of the top of a tower...
[Words spoken without the knowledge of how unfortunately apt they're going to end up being in another couple of months.]
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Such a gentleman...I'm sure eating will make you feel better too, you know? I'll make sure for you too.
[Is this going to lead to feeding each other dinner? There is a non-zero chance of that.]
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Yuki sighs, then tries to get up and to the door--albeit slowly.]
Am I supposed to feel this wrung-out? Remind me never to piss off people around here.
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[The humour turns a touch sad in the end, at the thought of that much conflict going on out there in the universe. But while Momo's at least been training with various of those people for the entire time he's been here to shape himself up closer to the general combat competency level here, Yuki hasn't really been here long enough for that yet.]
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[He offers Momo a smile anyway. Maybe a joke will help.]
I'll just be a jingly little court jester for all you tough guys.
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[Momo says that in only the most serious of thoughtful and suspicious tones; he can tell Yuki is distracting here, but given his low energy, he doesn't feel like now is necessarily the time for a serious conversation on the topic of being prepared for here.]
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Oops, you caught me! All hours are handsome muscle men hours at the Re:vale throne room. This merry little fool may be more than he appears.
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[Momo does an...interesting motion with that, what would otherwise be a dramatic drape across Yuki's shoulders except that he doesn't want to put too much weight on him when he was already walking slow. So it's a dramatic upwards sort of drape, somehow, a position that lets him continue supporting Yuki while also clinging fussily all over him.]
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You'll always be my favorite.
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Sweet-talking me like it'll make me forget your schemes...my darling is so sly...
[But there's definitely a little pink in his cheeks, and he gives Yuki a quick peck on the jaw, perhaps in part to put himself in a position where it's harder to spot for a few moments.]
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[He offers a tired little chuckle.]
I love you. I'll try not to get possessed anymore.
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[Momo squeezes at his hand as he calls the lift up to their floor, and leans into his shoulder.]
I love you too. If someone tries it again, I'll have a talk with them.
[The tone of have a talk with them is that very particular delicacy that generally indicates it actually means "commit violence".]
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[He says it with gentle humor, trying to make the best of things.]
Stick me up in a tower where I can sleep for a month, okay?
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[Words spoken without the knowledge of how unfortunately apt they're going to end up being in another couple of months.]