[ Finishing whatever Shirazu might've been working on is the least Black can do—they'd been in the stuffed animal business together, after all, because Yato had asked them to work together—and it's the main reason he'd gone to his room.
He had expected to come back with a stuffed animal or two; he hadn't expected to come back with a letter along with it.
It's not like he's putting himself at a distance from everyone else this time! He joins the party in the dining room, pulling his heels off the first chance he gets and setting them aside to give his feet some rest. He gets a cup of tea, he sets out some materials to finish up the fox Shirazu'd been working on, he... spreads the letter he found out in front of him and ends up paying it more attention than what he should be working on.
It isn't a letter meant for any of them, but the chances of it reaching Sasaki are slim. Someone might as well read it and keep it in mind for when all of this is over.
(The plea for Haru hits harder every time he reads it instead of just becoming easier.) ]
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He had expected to come back with a stuffed animal or two; he hadn't expected to come back with a letter along with it.
It's not like he's putting himself at a distance from everyone else this time! He joins the party in the dining room, pulling his heels off the first chance he gets and setting them aside to give his feet some rest. He gets a cup of tea, he sets out some materials to finish up the fox Shirazu'd been working on, he... spreads the letter he found out in front of him and ends up paying it more attention than what he should be working on.
It isn't a letter meant for any of them, but the chances of it reaching Sasaki are slim. Someone might as well read it and keep it in mind for when all of this is over.
(The plea for Haru hits harder every time he reads it instead of just becoming easier.) ]