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HELLO

"What do you want?"

GOODBYE

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[isdf]

[Fried fish . . .

The cake was significantly stronger than anything he expected, though pleasantly so. He smiles back.]

Thank you. I hadn't realized that it was the day of my birth. Is it customary to make a cake for someone on such an occasion?

[glub]

Hm, I think every place has different customs. When I was young, we would invite everyone we know to dance and sing. [ he says excited... why is life so great right now. ]

Oh, and we can't forget presents.

[isdf]

[So it's a rowdy celebration, full of cheer and motion. There's probably a lot of food as well.]

Presents? . . . In the name of friendship?

[glub]

Yeah, you usually give them a gift. It doesn't really matter if it's big or small... It's like saying "thanks for being born," as well as "here's a little something to remind you of me."

[isdf]

As a thank you for . . . being born? . . . Was the cake a gift?

[glub]

The whole thing was kinda a blur. But, the inspiration felt real...

So I think so.

[isdf]

R-really? That makes me happy to hear . . .

[His heart swells, and his joy is palpable through the maze's tether. It's so much that he has trouble conveying the emotion, his expression seeming to freeze halfway into his grin.]

The cake is no more; however, I will remember this moment.

[glub]

[ to believe this may be the happiest they all are here...

inside rafayel does realize something is slightly off about his grin, but in his delight... he doesn't capitalize on this opportunity to make fun of yuma (sad). ]

... You promise? You won't ever forget?

[ holding his pink out to yuma... ]

[isdf]

[He settles for a close-lipped smile as he nods.]

Never. My memory is quite good.

[Even if he wants to forget later, he won't be able to. For now, he looks down at the pinky with the curious tilt of his head before tentatively holding his own up. What is he supposed to do with this?]

[glub]

[ not the settling...

but, he does cock his head a little at that, as if to say "oh, really?"

when yuma draws his hand out and mimics the gesture, rafayel links his pinky around his. he presses down playfully, as he then brings his thumb upwards. ] If you break a promise like this, you'll have to swallow a hundred sea urchins.

[isdf]

That sounds like a waste of sea urchins.

[After a brief pause to make sense of their hands' position, he also brings his thumb up.]

That won't happen, though.

[glub]

Is it a waste? They'd go right into your belly for safekeeping.

[ by spearing him from the inside out, but.

with him also lifting his thumb, rafayel presses their thumbs together. ]

Good, now it's official.