[The moment Momo looks back at Jiro, her ears flatten out and pin themselves against her hair - she even ends up ducking her head a little, looking a bit like a dog that's been scolded. (Not that that's what's happening here. Hopefully, Momo doesn't have deep knowledge on wolf body language... though hoping for Momo to not know something is pretty futile.)]
Can I... hold your hand? Is that cool?
[Yep. They slept together just a week ago, and yet here she is, asking if it's okay to hold Momo's hand as they walk. She's been trying so hard to pull back on any potential Sanguis possessiveness that she's been reining in all the wrong things... at least no one can say Jiro's not cautious where it counts.]
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(Not that that's what's happening here. Hopefully, Momo doesn't have deep knowledge on wolf body language... though hoping for Momo to not know something is pretty futile.)]
Can I... hold your hand? Is that cool?
[Yep.
They slept together just a week ago, and yet here she is, asking if it's okay to hold Momo's hand as they walk. She's been trying so hard to pull back on any potential Sanguis possessiveness that she's been reining in all the wrong things... at least no one can say Jiro's not cautious where it counts.]