"i hate kafka," himeko says, before she trips and falls to the ground. dozens of photos spill from her pockets, all revealing kafka. she panics, "this isn't what it looks like!" she cries, frantically scooping up all the pictures. "these aren't mine i swear!!!" more photos fall.
"The one and only.~"
Her hand cupped the shorter woman's chin, stroking it ever so slightly.
While she was absolutely lying about Elio telling her that, it was super trivial after all, the diviner doesn't need to know that.~