[Peko withdraws her hand at first when eevee recoils, but her gaze doesn't falter; she's too confused by Fuyuhiko's insistence. He's being encouraging, and hell if it isn't endearing despite the disappointment of eevee's fear.
When he asks her to pet him, her brows raise-- but she can put together what his plans are, and doesn't question him. She trusts him enough to at least try.
Raising her hand, Peko gently passes it through Kuzuryuu's shorn hair, her eyes softening. It's easy to be gentle to him-- she always has been.]
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When he asks her to pet him, her brows raise-- but she can put together what his plans are, and doesn't question him. She trusts him enough to at least try.
Raising her hand, Peko gently passes it through Kuzuryuu's shorn hair, her eyes softening. It's easy to be gentle to him-- she always has been.]