Falling | Open

"...really...? The only books I've ever gotten a hold of have come right from the Human world. Actually, a lot of things here come from your world..." he said, sighing. "...you could wash up at my place, if you want to. I have to go back anyways, before Haru comes looking for me to beg for more cookies like a dejected puppy..."

"Is he a talking puppy?" Yejun had to ask. After talking to a bird, the idea didn't seem too strange. Though, he couldn't easily say that he would be comfortable with it. He also wasn't sure about going to some strange person's house to wash up, no matter how gross he felt. Maybe he just hit his head really hard and became dillusional. That made more sense. He picked at his wet clothes a little. "How will I get back from here?" he asked, looking at the man. He would rather go home than get cleaned, in all honesty.