[ paul, always, and kaworu too, most recently— he nods to that. but just having the man offer him a walk to the correct door and living space (and hopefully, not so eerie) was far more than enough. falco had, at the very least, expected to be dismissed with his egg. for the most part, togepi is happy, and after staring down at the boy who cares for him with a happy shrill in the man’s arms— he bows his head, one more time, trying to hold down a smile directed at his friend. ]
If it isn’t any trouble for you, Sir— A-and, I can take him back, if he’s bothering you?
[ the boy only gestures lightly with his hands held out; confetti had practically thrown himself at the man. not everyone enjoyed or felt truly comfortable holding an egg. ]
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If it isn’t any trouble for you, Sir— A-and, I can take him back, if he’s bothering you?
[ the boy only gestures lightly with his hands held out; confetti had practically thrown himself at the man. not everyone enjoyed or felt truly comfortable holding an egg. ]