[ At first, it's not clear if that even registers to Taiga. She doesn't so much as shift her weight, face buried deep against Ryoko's chest. Taiga wanted to make sure this was real, that Ryoko was really there, that she was okay, that she wouldn't see that godawful kid's face again when she opened her eyes.
Ryoko's voice hung in the air, soft and melodic in contrast to the ever present sniffles coming from Taiga. R-right... she was safe here, and Ryoko wouldn't leave her alone and scared. ]
Y-yeah...
[ Without another word, Taiga drops her arms and shuffles to her usual spot on the tatami, knees drawn to her chest. Don't mind her being particularly unhelpful, but Ryoko will find a sufficiently giant blanket in Taiga's bedroom, which to no surprise is a disaster zone of unmatched socks and clutter. ]
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Ryoko's voice hung in the air, soft and melodic in contrast to the ever present sniffles coming from Taiga. R-right... she was safe here, and Ryoko wouldn't leave her alone and scared. ]
Y-yeah...
[ Without another word, Taiga drops her arms and shuffles to her usual spot on the tatami, knees drawn to her chest. Don't mind her being particularly unhelpful, but Ryoko will find a sufficiently giant blanket in Taiga's bedroom, which to no surprise is a disaster zone of unmatched socks and clutter. ]