[Lavender circles Vash like a shark sensing blood in the water, tiny tail wagging and tiny tongue licking away at fingers that are undoing laces. And being ignored makes him whine, and he grabs one of Vash's boots to begin dragging it away. That'll teach you. Pure Vanilla meanwhile beams at the question, one set of hands holding the tray as he holds the others out - a little awkwardly as he's trying to get used to the muscle movement of the extra limbs - and does a little spin in place.]
Yes! Do you like it? I asked Mana to give me a month as a Faerie!
[There's color on his cheeks when he says that. He doesn't need to say the reason for it to be obvious why. Moving over to the coffee table, he places the tray down, being a little extra cautious as he does. His hands move around awkwardly as he reassures himself of his position before sitting on the couch, patting the spot beside him with one hand.]
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Yes! Do you like it? I asked Mana to give me a month as a Faerie!
[There's color on his cheeks when he says that. He doesn't need to say the reason for it to be obvious why. Moving over to the coffee table, he places the tray down, being a little extra cautious as he does. His hands move around awkwardly as he reassures himself of his position before sitting on the couch, patting the spot beside him with one hand.]