[Robin rolls back into place, squishing up against Irahl's folded-up arm. he's got a big grin on his face, none of that smirking he usually does around the underground. here, he's more like a... kid, like a dumb twelve-year-old.
but a happy, dumb twelve-year-old, at least.]
It's fun! This is fun. This is how people have fun.
[he reaches out--with a dexterity he should not rightfully have--to boop Irahl on the nose.]
no subject
but a happy, dumb twelve-year-old, at least.]
It's fun! This is fun. This is how people have fun.
[he reaches out--with a dexterity he should not rightfully have--to boop Irahl on the nose.]