[ Luckily for all involved, Yato has finished showering and dressing by the time Bigby drags him back into the living room. The running water has sobered him up a little, and helped clear his head. The fact that he isn't being handed over to the cops (yet) is a good sign... right?
When Bigby points at him, Yato flinches. Why is he homeless? Somehow, no one's ever asked him that before. But the answer feels too personal to lay bare to a virtual stranger, and his chin lowers, his shoulders hunch, defensive. ]
no subject
When Bigby points at him, Yato flinches. Why is he homeless? Somehow, no one's ever asked him that before. But the answer feels too personal to lay bare to a virtual stranger, and his chin lowers, his shoulders hunch, defensive. ]
I don't see how that's relevant.
[ Don't be nosy, Bigby?? ]