[ that's very sweet of mafuyu but unfortunately the worm has other plans and is on the move, inching (wiggling? crawling???) in the direction melinoe left in.
[ no!!!! he won't be stifled!!!!!!!!! do his exceptional human reflexes carry over to him being a worm, the dice said get fucked so i guess his attempt to backflip out of mafuyu's hand results in disaster (read: him moving another inch) ]
[With Mafuyu, the worm, and the candelabra that he makes sure to pick up before they depart, Yuma assumes a brisk pace in the direction of the estate. He very quickly realizes that this does nothing for the alien sensation where his own skin feels wrong on him, but contains the restlessness within his methodical march as he maintains a superficial smile the whole way.
It's therefore for the best that Hak doesn't fall out of Mafuyu's palm, lest he risk getting squashed.]
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the worm wiggles pathetically in her palm. ]
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Was it Melinoe's doing?
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... I might need your help, still, but I can carry him.
[ He weighs nothing. ]
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it has worm-y revenge to enact. ]
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If it is a curse, it should wear off over time. If not, I will speak with her about reverting him back to normal.
[Yuma stands up with a nod.]
Let us return to the estate. Are you ready?
[With her permission, he'll hoist her up into a princess carry as before.]
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[ With the worm.
Who did not get very far. Sorry, Hak. ]
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It's therefore for the best that Hak doesn't fall out of Mafuyu's palm, lest he risk getting squashed.]