[Tsuzuki wipes his sleeve roughly over his eyes again, and blinks a few times to clear the cloudiness that's left. He can think of a lot of ways to end that sentence: he's not really a god here, he's not from here, he's not working for them, they don't even know him. It's nice.
But what's important here is that he and Hisoka have a place to stay for as long as they're here. That might be forever, he lets himself think, for the first time, and manages a smile that's shaky, but real.
He'll figure out what he owes for this later. Right now, he's just going to let himself be happy about it.]
Never mind. C'mon, let's see if they gave us futons too!
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[Tsuzuki wipes his sleeve roughly over his eyes again, and blinks a few times to clear the cloudiness that's left. He can think of a lot of ways to end that sentence: he's not really a god here, he's not from here, he's not working for them, they don't even know him. It's nice.
But what's important here is that he and Hisoka have a place to stay for as long as they're here. That might be forever, he lets himself think, for the first time, and manages a smile that's shaky, but real.
He'll figure out what he owes for this later. Right now, he's just going to let himself be happy about it.]
Never mind. C'mon, let's see if they gave us futons too!