[ Setsura hums pleasantly with that first statement of his and relaxes when he pulls the covers around them, careful as ever in checking her grip. She's not much of one for distance, though, and she's quick to draw herself to him and innocently for easier cuddling. ]
It's... mm, Sunday? I'm on call today.
[ It sounds odd, hearing herself say it, almost like some phrase in a foreign language, but there it is. She's arranged the schedule in such a way that the tea house should run well and efficiently with Sukuna flanked by certain approved persons capable of defending him until she arrives should there be a need. There shouldn't be a need provided he remains within protected territory and he had promised, tears streaming down his face as he hiccuped dramatically. She almost opens her eyes to banish the image, almost.
But what she means, simply, is that they have an off day provided today isn't the day something or someone foolish decides to try and eat her ward. A whole day to themselves, really. ]
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It's... mm, Sunday? I'm on call today.
[ It sounds odd, hearing herself say it, almost like some phrase in a foreign language, but there it is. She's arranged the schedule in such a way that the tea house should run well and efficiently with Sukuna flanked by certain approved persons capable of defending him until she arrives should there be a need. There shouldn't be a need provided he remains within protected territory and he had promised, tears streaming down his face as he hiccuped dramatically. She almost opens her eyes to banish the image, almost.
But what she means, simply, is that they have an off day provided today isn't the day something or someone foolish decides to try and eat her ward. A whole day to themselves, really. ]