[Frankly that's what Yato thinks he is, but... He's trying not to keep that mindset, for Hiyori's sake.

That's what makes her such a terrifying opponent. He's not looking forward to facing her once he goes home.]

It's always possible. They'll probably share your sensitivities for the Far Shore, given the pair of us.

[Joke though it may be, he's taking it seriously for once. He's actually taking this whole conversation more seriously than he does most things, surprisingly. Considering their future together and the fate of their family to-be. Although maybe their children and grand children and great-grand children will keep him around as "Uncle Yato" or something. Who can tell?]

Mmmm~

[Seemingly seeking comfort, he snuggles her chest, discreetly wiping his eyes on her shirt so she won't see the few tears he's shed. Thinking about a future without her is... agonizing, honestly.

Though cute children and their children would almost put his heart at ease. Almost.]

Yeah... I'll do my best for you, Hiyori. So you can have our kids and a safe, happy life...

[If not, they'll run away together, even if it's just to Neo Tokyo. He's already determined not to let Hiyori die in a pointless war.]

Hmm? Oh-- Yeah, I guess so. [Instead, he simply buries his face in her cleavage with a sigh, shoulders sagging a bit.]