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[chichichi]

Yeah.

[ That's all she has to say about that last bit because she's isolating herself for the moment, confining herself to the apartment and the complex, particularly the roof if she gets particularly restless, and she will. The ears and the tail, they were one thing. Those teeny, tiny fangs, another. Pheromones on top of that? She's got choice words for Cordis. She's not really sure how to navigate this for herself or her household and the effect the pheromones have had thus far on top of certain other factors and considerations... she waves a hand. ]

I like the sound of the ear thing. The gods here need a proper box for their complaints.

[dj_jiraiya]

[ Yosuke finds the bowl filled with miso and tackles that next. He munches on a bit of seaweed with a contemplative look. ]

Doubt it’d do anything. I mean if they didn’t realize we all kinda hate this by now then I dunno what else would.

[chichichi]

Their people celebrate and exalt them. If it's always been that way, what reason would they have to think we would think any differently about them and their 'blessings'? [ Unless they're told in no uncertain terms, and directly. ] And that's assuming they have the sense to pause, that they know what compassion is, that they'd feel it toward mortals or people from other worlds.

[ She speaks like someone who's thought too much on the topic, with so much experience with gods and beings distinctly 'other' than human. Like someone who's holding back a wealth of thoughts about it, really, and she is. She's paused. Lifts a hand smoothly, waves it almost dismissively. Turns the subject. ]

I'd better get those dishes back empty.

[dj_jiraiya]

That’s something to take up with them, I dunno what they’re thinking really. Can’t even really tell if we’re just being played too.

[ He did question how they had customs for moonlacing when they couldn’t do it themselves, after all. Jury is still out on that one too. ]

Duh, like I’d be dumb enough to keep your stuff, Setsu-nee. I’ll do the dishes tonight and try to get them back to you tomorrow. Or after Cordis, whichever you want.

[chichichi]

I don't mind if you come up, but if you do, text me first. Kureno-chan'll be out while this is going on, but Lightning-kun's around. You might not want to come inside, though.

[ The scent's a bit heavy inside the apartment or... is she imagining that? Hm. ]