[ the feeling of the sudden constriction in his throat that he has to speak around surprises him, somehow. He manages, ] Yeah. ... I bet.
[ But of course she noticed the disappearances, too, and the implication hangs in the air. What else could lead to Konoha, of all people, being lonely here? Nobody doesn’t like Konoha.
He enters the room properly, and shuts the door. Unlike the last time Simon hugged Konoha, where he’d beckoned her down for a human-height hug, he just wraps his arms around whatever region of her body is at arm height, like a titanium koala. ]
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[ But of course she noticed the disappearances, too, and the implication hangs in the air. What else could lead to Konoha, of all people, being lonely here? Nobody doesn’t like Konoha.
He enters the room properly, and shuts the door. Unlike the last time Simon hugged Konoha, where he’d beckoned her down for a human-height hug, he just wraps his arms around whatever region of her body is at arm height, like a titanium koala. ]