[ Rationally he could tell from the mild explative that whatever he'd dropped was fairly inconsequential, (Kuja would make a much bigger deal of something important) but Vivi still winced, gently shutting the door behind him and trotting up the stairs with a little tap tap tap of his boots. The child wasn't exactly stealthy, but he wasn't trying to be, either. ]
Kuja...?
[ Softer, more hesitant this time, and with an edge of concern. Now he was poking his head shyly into the kitchen, likely calling to mind a cuter version of when Vivi used to follow Kuja around the house. ]
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Date: 2023-03-08 10:43 am (UTC)Kuja...?
[ Softer, more hesitant this time, and with an edge of concern. Now he was poking his head shyly into the kitchen, likely calling to mind a cuter version of when Vivi used to follow Kuja around the house. ]
Are you okay..?