[Isamu is perfectly content to be the comic relief for now, because he's waaay too tired to do anything else. Meanwhile, Henko is sitting and watching Komajiro to make sure he doesn't rush up on Komasan and scar him for life, or something. Even though puppies are probably the best trauma therapy you could ever have.
Chihiro remains knelt there on his knees, not moving any closer just yet, but not moving away or anything either.][He can't find his mother, no...and he really hopes Komasan doesn't ask more about her, because he doesn't want to try to explain and end up scaring him even more. Instead, he softly asks Isamu to bring his bag, who lets out a chittering sound of distress before dragging his way over to it.
Two full minutes pass before he brings it back, Chihiro starting to rummage inside for something. It takes him a moment, but soon he produces a little...something wrapped in plastic. It's some taiyaki shaped like a Remoraid that he carefully opens before offering it to Komasan.]
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Chihiro remains knelt there on his knees, not moving any closer just yet, but not moving away or anything either.][He can't find his mother, no...and he really hopes Komasan doesn't ask more about her, because he doesn't want to try to explain and end up scaring him even more. Instead, he softly asks Isamu to bring his bag, who lets out a chittering sound of distress before dragging his way over to it.
Two full minutes pass before he brings it back, Chihiro starting to rummage inside for something. It takes him a moment, but soon he produces a little...something wrapped in plastic. It's some taiyaki shaped like a Remoraid that he carefully opens before offering it to Komasan.]
Here. This might help you feel better.