SNAKE ! SNAKE ! SNAKE ! / @meguro
the reaction is instantaneous --- an expression, rare as a jewel, pulling in its entirety across the girl’s visage.
❝ he -- hello . . . ! ❞ she’s enraptured.
though she doesn’t make any new movements, aside from the retrieval of her hand from megumi’s removal, the urge is there. in her hands, in her feet ; reverberating through every cell and nerve in her body. vibrating from head to toe with excitement. ❝ h - hello there big girl ! big boy ? b -- big one ! ❞ not of importance ! ❝ just look at you, you’re -- you’re --- ❞ it takes a considerable breath, long and deep, but she grounds herself. in her urgency and childlike glee, she’s lost the point ; gawking was nice, but . . .
❝ fushiguro-kun ! ❞ as much as he might want to remove himself from the situation, he’s inevitably made himself apart of it. the girl’s hand extends once more, and though focused solely on the serpent before her, she finds his sleeve -- again. ❝ c - can i --- do you think it’ll let me pet it ... ? could you show me ? if you show me, i think i can do it ! ❞ well, the second year certainly was persistent, you’d have to give her that.