Yuuta: *stirs in TC's hand. He wakes slowly, somewhat soothed at hearing Deckard's voice so close.* Deckard... *comes out a murmur.*

Stars: *sitting back with a /frown/ as he regards Deckard. That /can't/ be the only reason...it /can't/ be...*

Deckard: Maybe . . . maybe he's mistaken about us? I don't kn-Yuuta! *attention /instantly/ going to his partner*

TC: *frowns, adjusting his grip on the boy, just in case*

Yuuta: *gasps at the feel of fingers wrapping around him. He squirms, not fully awake yet* H-hey! Deckard, wha-? *focuses on TC, seeming to really see him now. Eyes go wide and then expression settles into a defiant glare.*

Stars: *watching* Your fleshling has struts, I'll give him that...

Deckard:  Yuuta, are you all right?  What happened?