[D1, EM] What the hell is this, even?

[Shosuro Hikimasu]

Shambling quietly from the room closest to the entrance of the inn, a figure in black emerged. A loose piece of black cloth covered part of their mouth, their hair was disheveled and the slight groan might make a crab suspicious.

Arriving at the desk, Hikimasu saw the innkeeper and stopped at the desk, leaning against it slightly.

"Ohayou, Renjiro-sama", he yawned.

[Renjiro]

Shambling quietly from the room closest to the entrance of the inn, a figure in black emerged. A loose piece of black cloth covered part of their mouth, their hair was disheveled and the slight groan might make a crab suspicious.

Arriving at the desk, Hikimasu saw the innkeeper and stopped at the desk, leaning against it slightly.

"Ohayou, Renjiro-sama", he yawned.

Renjiro looked up at the Scorpion, his own eyes somewhat disinterested, though not to the extent of the Scorpion's.

"Nyaa." he said, releasing a yawn of his own.

[Shosuro Hikimasu]

He scratched the cat behind the ears a bit, looking into the nothingness that wasn't there, but always present.

"People are awfully nice here, so far", he grumbled. "Do you think it's fake? Or is my own clan really that rude?"

[Renjiro]

He scratched the cat behind the ears a bit, looking into the nothingness that wasn't there, but always present.

"People are awfully nice here, so far", he grumbled. "Do you think it's fake? Or is my own clan really that rude?"

Renjiro waved a paw, beckoning as a person might when they wanted you to lean in closer so they could tell you something secretly.

[Shosuro Hikimasu]

He knelt down, resting his chin tiredly on the desk.

[Renjiro]

Renjiro uses a kitty paw, no claws, to boop Hikimasu right on his mask.

[Shosuro Hikimasu]

He chuckled slightly.

"Oh I see", he probably didn't. "So I shouldn't worry is that it?"

He was worried about not worrying.

[Renjiro]

Renjiro flopped down, the very picture of non-worry.

[Shosuro Hikimasu]

Stroking the animal's back gently he supposed it was easy for him.

"When does someone rub my back, then?"

[Renjiro]

Stroking the animal's back gently he supposed it was easy for him.

"When does someone rub my back, then?"

Renjiro went into pounce mode. A short wiggle and a tensing of muscles was all the warning the Scorpion got before Renjiro leapt upon his shoulder, sinking claws into fabric to hold on.