[ With a comfort and contentedness that comes from familiarity (foreign as it should be, true), Kuro almost melts back into the glider. Maybe they can just live in the nursery from now on - it's homey and cozy and very much theirs. But they need to have it ready for the newest addition, because it's not going to be much longer before it's not just little dog and rabbit feet dashing through the halls. ]

Maybe you can make somethin' of the goddamn directions. [ grumble

Whatever, it's fine. He shifts to lift one hip up, bracing a hand in the center of Nazuna's chest so he can use his other one to pull out his phone, instead of holding onto his hip any more. ] We can do some browsin', I think, and find a wallpaper that'd fit.

[ Any attempts to go looking much more than unlocking his phone are forgotten, when he feels the hand on his chest. It makes something thud dully in his chest, happy and sweet, and should he really feel like this? When did he start feeling like this?

His hand goes from Nazuna's chest, down to his own chest, just to wrap around his fingers. His own band is stark in the soft light, like a mirror of Nazuna's. ] It really is. We're gonna have to get a mobile or somethin' to hang from the light. Probably make it look real lively with the fan.