Mizuki frowns, standing very still. He wishes he could give Callan a hug here or something. He feels like the guardian doesn’t need it, nor want it from Mizuki, but the urge is still there. Eventually, he does reach a few of his tentacles out to very gently try and meet one of those hands.
He’s real sorry, buddy. He didn’t mean to upset you.
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He’s real sorry, buddy. He didn’t mean to upset you.