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[leggierissimo]

You won't. Not if I have anything to say about it.

[Can he turn his head enough to bump his nose against Neku's cheek without tangling their horns? He's about to find out.]

Not hitting the way you thought it might?

[unlivinglegend]

Yeah, probably. It's... still nice though. Clearly you should say it more often.

[leggierissimo]

[A soft snort, followed by another wince.]

Just how much do I have to apologize for?

[unlivinglegend]

I'm sure you'll do something else that'll need one.

[leggierissimo]

Mm, maybe.

[There's a thoughtful hum at that. Hopefully his eventual plan will go off without a hitch, but if he can't succeed in reaching Shibuya...

He doesn't want to think about that right now.]

I'd offer you room to lay down, but unfortunately I don't think Emily would think too kindly of it if she were to walk in.

[unlivinglegend]

Yeah, I doubt the staff would appreciate it. Hold on-

[He walks over to the window, pondering it's size, before opening it. He hops up onto the ledge, hunching over with his tail and most of his back hanging outside, wings pinned back against his arms and said arms dangling down towards the floor. It SHOULD be hilariously uncomfortable, but he truly looks like a classical gargoyle in the pose, so it's probably fine]

I can keep watch like this.

[leggierissimo]

[Joshua watches as Neku gets into position, and... well, it looks uncomfortable, but what does he know? Maybe it's comfortable for a gargoyle, similar to the way he feels comfortable as a naga when he's tucked in somewhere dark and warm.]

Well, my own personal guard and everything. Don't I feel special.