Kiyo wouldn't mind being carried. It would almost be like a hug. But she's been so bad, she doesn't deserve something nice...
If he carries her though, it would mean she could focus on hiding her horns from everyone. That would be good, she thinks.
Kiyo lets go of his finger so she can crawl out of the bush more easily, once again ignoring the way the branches scratch at her skin. When she emerges on her hands and knees she has to hold back a renewed spike of fear as she's confronted by a very large man and a very large dark creature.
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Kiyo wouldn't mind being carried. It would almost be like a hug. But she's been so bad, she doesn't deserve something nice...
If he carries her though, it would mean she could focus on hiding her horns from everyone. That would be good, she thinks.
Kiyo lets go of his finger so she can crawl out of the bush more easily, once again ignoring the way the branches scratch at her skin. When she emerges on her hands and knees she has to hold back a renewed spike of fear as she's confronted by a very large man and a very large dark creature.
"I— I... Faster is better."