[ Instinct has him going to offer his flesh hand rather than the metal one, but the correction makes him pause, briefly. He wants to question it, why Tsurumaru would want to hold on to something cold and metallic rather than something warmer and a little more comforting, but...
Now isn't the time to question it.
Metal fingers hold on to Tsurumaru's briefly, and he sighs softly. ]
I'll bring you sweets, but I'm going to bring you some apples, too.
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Now isn't the time to question it.
Metal fingers hold on to Tsurumaru's briefly, and he sighs softly. ]
I'll bring you sweets, but I'm going to bring you some apples, too.