“I won’t. Hopefully.” He sighs. ”That is if I don’t have a chance of almost dying again any time soon..”
“Pu, you’d better not let those anons decide when you die.” He rolls his eyes behind his glasses and squeezes him.
“Because I don’t work with dangerous materials on a daily basis,” he responds dryly. ”And of course I won’t~ Kuku, can’t get rid of me that easily.” Kululu gives a small yawn and squeezes him back.
“Yes, but you know how to handle them. Anon’s should be no different.” He couldn’t help but grin at that last comment and closes his eyes, yawning as well.
“Tch, just go to sleep, Squirt.” Kululu kissed him lightly and closed his own eyes. He was exhausted and emotionally drained at the moment and needed to sleep himself.