[ Don't stammer at her like that?! Her ears now burning red along with her cheeks, Hibiki goes out of her way to avoid his gaze. ]
...You're the only one I can trust with this...
[ Don't make her repeat herself! This is already embarrassing enough, especially after that kind of reaction. Look, she doesn't want to be an egg parent either, but-- ]
I-I can't do this by myself! If I could, I would! I know it's just one egg, so maybe it's not that important to anyone else, but it's important to me.
[ She knows what it feels like to be abandoned. That's the last thing she wants for this little dragon. ]
[ The tension in her shoulders starts to melt when he agrees to help, even if her complexion remains the same. With a sheepish but quietly thankful smile on her face, Hibiki moves enough to give Kaito space to step inside.
The small treehouse looks the same as it did a few years days ago, when Meowsworth (not Kaito) last visited. The highest structure among a cluster of houses below hers, it looks more like a wizard's tower than a house from the outside. The small collection of plants she has been amassing in clear view from the front door, a certain cat wizard's makeshift bed hangs underneath a table among them. The kitchen and living area make up the circular living space on the first flower, and a wooden staircase leads up to a loft bedroom. For having so little space, she manages to make the most of it. ]
You can come in if you want. I'd give you the tour, but this is pretty much it. Are you a tea drinker? I have some I can make.
[ All this to try to avoid talking about the logistics of hatching this egg of theirs. ]
[ Huh, that was easy. And here she thought he would put up more of a fight when she invited him in. Still holding the egg, she watches as he makes his way toward the mini-garden, crouching down and poking at the cat bed. Hibiki tilts her head curiously before brightening. ]
Oh yeah! Meowsworth comes over pretty often and likes to sit in the sun, so I wanted to make sure he'd be comfortable. That's actually where I found the egg.
[ It's among the plants like she said. Did he think someone deposited it in one of the pots? ]
You'll keep that part a secret, right? I don't know how he'd feel if there was something like this sitting in his bed.
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You want me to help you hatch it?!
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...You're the only one I can trust with this...
[ Don't make her repeat herself! This is already embarrassing enough, especially after that kind of reaction. Look, she doesn't want to be an egg parent either, but-- ]
I-I can't do this by myself! If I could, I would! I know it's just one egg, so maybe it's not that important to anyone else, but it's important to me.
[ She knows what it feels like to be abandoned. That's the last thing she wants for this little dragon. ]
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The softness of her voice rips Kaito out of his flabbergasted state.
This isn't a simple inconvenience. This is an unborn child abandoned by its parent.
In a way, isn't that perfect for her? For him?
For them?
Sighing, the empath walks over and places his hand on the egg's top. ]
Okay, okay.
I've got a duty to help those who the world won't bother to.
We'll take care of it together.
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The small treehouse looks the same as it did a few
yearsdays ago, when Meowsworth (not Kaito) last visited. The highest structure among a cluster of houses below hers, it looks more like a wizard's tower than a house from the outside. The small collection of plants she has been amassing in clear view from the front door, a certain cat wizard's makeshift bed hangs underneath a table among them. The kitchen and living area make up the circular living space on the first flower, and a wooden staircase leads up to a loft bedroom. For having so little space, she manages to make the most of it. ]You can come in if you want. I'd give you the tour, but this is pretty much it. Are you a tea drinker? I have some I can make.
[ All this to try to avoid talking about the logistics of hatching this egg of theirs. ]
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—And realizes, mid-stoop, that it does not fits. He cannot sits. Ears flare a shade of crimson as he... pokes at the cat hammock. ]
Um.
Tea is good.
You've really made accommodations for that guy, huh?
[ This is a Good Distraction, probably. ]
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Oh yeah! Meowsworth comes over pretty often and likes to sit in the sun, so I wanted to make sure he'd be comfortable. That's actually where I found the egg.
[ It's among the plants like she said. Did he think someone deposited it in one of the pots? ]
You'll keep that part a secret, right? I don't know how he'd feel if there was something like this sitting in his bed.