[instinctively, she reaches to flick his forehead.]
Stop that.
[but there's no force to it, it's the kind of almost flustered tsundere response, except instead of being like "it's not like i like you baka" it's more like "i have no idea how to respond to this amusement i feel except to hit it with a stick" kind of thing. like a cat bunny-kicking a toy.
a pause.]
Fate is an acceptable name, then. [huff. she's pleased she didn't screw that one up.]
no subject
Stop that.
[but there's no force to it, it's the kind of almost flustered tsundere response, except instead of being like "it's not like i like you baka" it's more like "i have no idea how to respond to this amusement i feel except to hit it with a stick" kind of thing. like a cat bunny-kicking a toy.
a pause.]
Fate is an acceptable name, then. [huff. she's pleased she didn't screw that one up.]