[This tsundere little shit. Peko just hums quietly, the smallest note of amusement before tightening her grip again. Don't look at her right now, bocchan, her face is doing something weird.
He's still not fooling her, but she'd rather die (again) than point it out to him.]
Thank you, young master. [And she almost continues, to let him know that he's very kind for doing this for her, but thinks better of it. She's pretty sure calling him kind right now would probably backfire.
It's really just kind of surreal for her, to have gone from thinking he despised her to... this. Another exhale, and she presses her nose to the top of his head.] Thank you...
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He's still not fooling her, but she'd rather die (again) than point it out to him.]
Thank you, young master. [And she almost continues, to let him know that he's very kind for doing this for her, but thinks better of it. She's pretty sure calling him kind right now would probably backfire.
It's really just kind of surreal for her, to have gone from thinking he despised her to... this. Another exhale, and she presses her nose to the top of his head.] Thank you...