Hayate flails wildly for a moment, leaning down to calm down Hime as the Mawile staaares up at her trainer, before gently letting go of Haruka's hands--leaving behind the cookie, oddly enough-- as it rests behind her once more.*
Ahhhh... I'm sorry, Amami-san! Th... That's actually not her mouth, as hard as it is to believe. Though she can certainly chew things up with vicious tenacity using it...
*Hime turns around to actually face Haruka now, tilting her head off to one side, eyes closed and raising a hand up at her. Palm open. ... it's pretty clear she's demanding the cookie.*
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Hayate flails wildly for a moment, leaning down to calm down Hime as the Mawile staaares up at her trainer, before gently letting go of Haruka's hands--leaving behind the cookie, oddly enough-- as it rests behind her once more.*
Ahhhh... I'm sorry, Amami-san! Th... That's actually not her mouth, as hard as it is to believe. Though she can certainly chew things up with vicious tenacity using it...
*Hime turns around to actually face Haruka now, tilting her head off to one side, eyes closed and raising a hand up at her. Palm open. ... it's pretty clear she's demanding the cookie.*