[The tail moves in snappish, frustrated motions as Mami looks down, judging the distance from the tabletop to the ground. She ignores Utena for the moment, taking a seat so that her legs dangle over the edge. Mami scoots along until she's near the table leg - then, without daring to entertain second thoughts, she hoists herself off and grabs the table leg, sliding it down to safety.
A pointed gesture spelling out her current desire to not have Utena touch her again.]
I enjoy many flavors. Perhaps there will be something that suits your tastes, as well.
[Mami saunters off toward the kitchen without a backwards glance.]
action;
A pointed gesture spelling out her current desire to not have Utena touch her again.]
I enjoy many flavors. Perhaps there will be something that suits your tastes, as well.
[Mami saunters off toward the kitchen without a backwards glance.]