[ The hat lowers itself again, tilting itself forward like something's hiding behind it. That's it. That's the only trick he knows and he's delighted by it. Hit hat on head, lower hat to cover one eye. Return hat to head. Lower it again. It's not quite as funny by the third time, but it's still- an odd shared sensation for Hierophant to be so entirely delighted by something. It feels like he's drunk too much soda, like it's bubbling inside him
The paper rose floats upward. The base of it twists a little tighter, so there's a part that can be tucked into the top of Kirigiri's braid and held in place by her hair ribbon. ]
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[ The hat lowers itself again, tilting itself forward like something's hiding behind it. That's it. That's the only trick he knows and he's delighted by it. Hit hat on head, lower hat to cover one eye. Return hat to head. Lower it again. It's not quite as funny by the third time, but it's still- an odd shared sensation for Hierophant to be so entirely delighted by something. It feels like he's drunk too much soda, like it's bubbling inside him
The paper rose floats upward. The base of it twists a little tighter, so there's a part that can be tucked into the top of Kirigiri's braid and held in place by her hair ribbon. ]
...he thinks that's funny, too.