Why is she so hecking adorable
AHEm
She has not heard wrong, Yami did not hold hands with just anybody, after all~
Slowly swings their hands between them.
“Have you, really?” Cue the fake suspicious squinting of suspicion.
Are they hiding hands, now? Dark had heard that this sacred hand-holding ritual was reserved only for the closest of friends! Sparkle sparkle!
"I have always been this size. Silly Master~"
Little nuzzles against his hand.
"Have you been keeping well?"
Small smile at the small magician.
Cue the light held tilt. though his fingers instinctively curve around her tiny hand.
"Since when was one of my most powerful magicians so small~"
Of course, it wouldn't be an affectionate Yami interaction without a little teasing.
Happy Magician noises.
Head pats feel nice. Master Yami's head pats feel warm.
"I miss you, and I would like to talk more often."
She reaches up to take his hand, holding it to her head for infinite pats. Cue the purest of pure bean smiles.
Standing there, just being awesome-
He feels a tug on his sleeve, looking over to see a Dark peering at him.
"Oh--"
He's a bit surprised by her question, before floating into a soft laugh, covering his mouth after a little bit.
"Of course we can," a hand reaching out to pat her.
"This was all the pharaoh's doing. I can feel it. He will pay for this. After I calm down over a pot of tea and some scones. THEN HE WILL PAY FOR THIS."