He squirmed, but didn't outright throw the friendly arm off of him. Instead he stood there like a wet pigeon on the street-- a tad lost and not knowing what to do.
"Can we just get some barley tea and a hot meal from the konbini?" He asked, knowing full well that at least one of those ideas wasn't an option
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He squirmed, but didn't outright throw the friendly arm off of him. Instead he stood there like a wet pigeon on the street-- a tad lost and not knowing what to do.
"Can we just get some barley tea and a hot meal from the konbini?" He asked, knowing full well that at least one of those ideas wasn't an option