[ He'd be a true idiot if he didn't know what tsukumogami were. The spirits of inanimate objects—does that mean Mikazuki is one, too? He wonders what kind of object he is. Probably something noble. ]
Huh? But— [ Yata's hand is still in Mikazuki's, warm and very, very real. Was he scared? He still does have his reservations about the man, but ] Well, you're not tryna kill me...
[ So he figures he's safer here than anywhere else. Not that he'd admit he was scared! ]
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Huh? But— [ Yata's hand is still in Mikazuki's, warm and very, very real. Was he scared? He still does have his reservations about the man, but ] Well, you're not tryna kill me...
[ So he figures he's safer here than anywhere else. Not that he'd admit he was scared! ]