[Unfortunately Chuuya never thinks to research the local flora and fauna before going somewhere, because back on earth concrete jungles were the norm, and thugs with weapons were much more of a threat than nature. So here he is, even more tiny and angry than usual, and it doesn’t help that Dazai is the one who finds him, because of course he’s going to tease him about it. At least he’s got a surefire way out of here now, right? Right.]
Ha fucking ha. Laugh it up.
[Chuuya grumbles, glaring at Dazai’s hand but not hesitating to jump into it. He’s so huffy about this, but at least he doesn’t have to worry about being stepped on or snatched up by a bird anymore. He sits cross-legged in Dazai’s palm and crosses his arms with a huff.]
The Khali should be able to fix it.
[Maybe. He hopes. He can’t stay like this forever.]
Take me to the village.
[He’s grateful that Dazai didn’t just leave him on his perch, but he’s being difficult about showing it.]
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Ha fucking ha. Laugh it up.
[Chuuya grumbles, glaring at Dazai’s hand but not hesitating to jump into it. He’s so huffy about this, but at least he doesn’t have to worry about being stepped on or snatched up by a bird anymore. He sits cross-legged in Dazai’s palm and crosses his arms with a huff.]
The Khali should be able to fix it.
[Maybe. He hopes. He can’t stay like this forever.]
Take me to the village.
[He’s grateful that Dazai didn’t just leave him on his perch, but he’s being difficult about showing it.]