[She accepts the blanket, taking a few moments to pat and pet it as well, marveling quietly at the softness. Her outfit has always been soft and fluffy looking (Ann even wanted to floof it! whatever that means) but blankets are also new. After that pause, she drapes it around herself like a hood and flops down onto the couch, legs idly kicking.]
It's warm and soft. I like it.
[Her body isn't exactly 'real' and the temperature is nothing compared to the Sapporo Jail, but it's still nice.]
love those moments
It's warm and soft. I like it.
[Her body isn't exactly 'real' and the temperature is nothing compared to the Sapporo Jail, but it's still nice.]