[Manabu climbs off and stays squatting on the ground, hugging his arms tightly to himself against his knees, tail curled around his ankles. he shifts when the bags are set out, climbing carefully to his feet and now hugging those to himself, his expression distracted and dazed while he's trying to take stock of himself. warm fingers and toes, sore instead of cold. not great!]
Huh? [it takes a second to register the ask; he double-takes, then nods.] Ye-yeah, let's get out of here. [as before, he doesn't brook any argument save for some unintentional grunts and winces in the jostling of getting picked up.]
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on 2025-01-15 12:59 am (UTC)Huh? [it takes a second to register the ask; he double-takes, then nods.] Ye-yeah, let's get out of here. [as before, he doesn't brook any argument save for some unintentional grunts and winces in the jostling of getting picked up.]