Sousuke glared up at Rin for that one. ‘Do you like kicking dogs?’ Well, of course that wasn’t a kick or anything remotely close to it. But that was the—what—third or fourth time he’d gotten nudged like that. Then again, Sousuke was standing with his side flush to Rin’s leg so… Still going to be a grump about it. They really had improved even if they’d spent the majority of their time on not training. Fast learners, he figured. It was nice to have someone who could push him like that.
As the people bustled around them, Sousuke kept close to Rin despite the grouchy question earlier. Obviously he wasn’t on a leash (and glad for it) but since people couldn’t see them unless they really brought attention to themselves, that left them a little more at risk of getting separated. Sousuke didn’t want to have to search for Rin too; they were already looking for a who-knows-where dog. When Rin shook his head, the shinki sighed. ‘Great.’
But he agreed with the decision. She’d probably ask a lot of questions or something and explaining whatever answer they came up with wouldn’t be fun. So they had to rely on other things. He shifted a little as people milled around him and then glanced over his shoulder towards the side of the walkway. Maybe they should move out of the middle here? Get to a place where everyone and their families weren’t walking. Someone walked by and he abruptly jerked his head to the side, tilting it upward a little and breathing in instantly. ‘She has pork. Fried.’ Why that was important, he didn’t know, but his stomach clenched because of it and he couldn’t stop breathing in the heavenly scent.
And then that hand again. Sousuke didn’t flinch from it, almost like he was eternally expecting it in the back of his mind somehow. His ears swiveled a bit and flattened to make room for Rin’s hand, head nudging a little as the god’s thumb wandered between his brows. Hmph… cheater. Felt good though and he leaned against Rin’s leg more. ‘Walking sounds fine.’ Stepping forward, he followed Rin’s motions, finally breaking the connection to put some distance between them. Mostly so they weren’t stepping on each other. ‘I can, but I don’t know what we’re listening for.’ Looking, yes, but listening? He didn’t know what the poodle sounded like.
‘Oy.’ And tilted his head to the side once Rin looked at him. There not too far off was a concrete telephone pole. Complete with lines up atop it and a piece of paper (more than one actually) about a missing pet.
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As the people bustled around them, Sousuke kept close to Rin despite the grouchy question earlier. Obviously he wasn’t on a leash (and glad for it) but since people couldn’t see them unless they really brought attention to themselves, that left them a little more at risk of getting separated. Sousuke didn’t want to have to search for Rin too; they were already looking for a who-knows-where dog. When Rin shook his head, the shinki sighed. ‘Great.’
But he agreed with the decision. She’d probably ask a lot of questions or something and explaining whatever answer they came up with wouldn’t be fun. So they had to rely on other things. He shifted a little as people milled around him and then glanced over his shoulder towards the side of the walkway. Maybe they should move out of the middle here? Get to a place where everyone and their families weren’t walking. Someone walked by and he abruptly jerked his head to the side, tilting it upward a little and breathing in instantly. ‘She has pork. Fried.’ Why that was important, he didn’t know, but his stomach clenched because of it and he couldn’t stop breathing in the heavenly scent.
And then that hand again. Sousuke didn’t flinch from it, almost like he was eternally expecting it in the back of his mind somehow. His ears swiveled a bit and flattened to make room for Rin’s hand, head nudging a little as the god’s thumb wandered between his brows. Hmph… cheater. Felt good though and he leaned against Rin’s leg more. ‘Walking sounds fine.’ Stepping forward, he followed Rin’s motions, finally breaking the connection to put some distance between them. Mostly so they weren’t stepping on each other. ‘I can, but I don’t know what we’re listening for.’ Looking, yes, but listening? He didn’t know what the poodle sounded like.
‘Oy.’ And tilted his head to the side once Rin looked at him. There not too far off was a concrete telephone pole. Complete with lines up atop it and a piece of paper (more than one actually) about a missing pet.