[ nazuna scoots out of the way when kuro starts to move the chair in--he hovers around him for a minute as he makes it safely into the nursery, then sighs a little in relief, if not fondness as kuro drops into the glider. they've been at this for hours: there's a crib to assemble, a mobile to hang, shelves to build, a changing table to put together and the tasks are neverending.

painting the nursery is really just the start of it, though, and he's happy about it. this is life-affirming work, taking another step forward in the fairytale it feels like he's been living. it hasn't always been easy, but it's always been worth it.

nazuna puffs and steps between kuro's legs, then drops onto his thigh. he's still holding the paintbrush, but he holds it out of the way as he gets comfortable, settling down onto his lap. ] Unnyuu... I guess, but I can't figure out what's missing. Maybe it's because the furniture's not in here yet...?

[ he pauses, cocks his head, then smiles. ] The chair works, right?