[ANY TIME IS GOOD FOR BOOBA!! HE NEEDS THE MORALE BOOST!!!
You know what they say about things being too good to be true, right, Hiyori? Well, apparently that applies to kaiju hunting, too.
Good thing one of them has their head in the game at least because Yato sure as hell doesn't. He's too focused on the threat in front of them to think about details like snack food. Which means that when Hiyori whips him around and starts copping a feel inside his jersey, he lets out an embarrassed yelp and turns bright red.]
H-H-Hiyori!? Now's not the time for that--!
[Only once she produces the chips does everything fall into place and he lets out a quiet but appreciative "oooooh", standing aside to grant her the space necessary for a toss.]
Y..Yeah, that's it! Let 'em have it!
[And then they're off! Up and over the fence like perhaps not anything impressive but maybe a pair of drenched cats this time? Either way, it's enough to get them out of the baboons' immediate reach, which is plenty for him. At least until they let out a piercing screech, rendering them both briefly immobile. Instead of focusing on clutching his own ears, Yato fumbles for the button on Hiyori's plugsuit to trigger her helmet so that'll seal out the sounds.
And then she's got him by the arm and is dragging him forward to... somewhere. He's not sure. So he follows along, head ringing and ears aching as the sounds of the apes fighting over the food falls further and further behind them.]
Y..You doin' alright, Hiyori? [Comes his breathless inquiry as they stumble into the check-in station of the onsen and slam the door behind them, with Yato leaning against it breathing hard.] Shit... Man, I'm sorry about that. It's all my damn fault...
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You know what they say about things being too good to be true, right, Hiyori? Well, apparently that applies to kaiju hunting, too.
Good thing one of them has their head in the game at least because Yato sure as hell doesn't. He's too focused on the threat in front of them to think about details like snack food. Which means that when Hiyori whips him around and starts copping a feel inside his jersey, he lets out an embarrassed yelp and turns bright red.]
H-H-Hiyori!? Now's not the time for that--!
[Only once she produces the chips does everything fall into place and he lets out a quiet but appreciative "oooooh", standing aside to grant her the space necessary for a toss.]
Y..Yeah, that's it! Let 'em have it!
[And then they're off! Up and over the fence like perhaps not anything impressive but maybe a pair of drenched cats this time? Either way, it's enough to get them out of the baboons' immediate reach, which is plenty for him. At least until they let out a piercing screech, rendering them both briefly immobile. Instead of focusing on clutching his own ears, Yato fumbles for the button on Hiyori's plugsuit to trigger her helmet so that'll seal out the sounds.
And then she's got him by the arm and is dragging him forward to... somewhere. He's not sure. So he follows along, head ringing and ears aching as the sounds of the apes fighting over the food falls further and further behind them.]
Y..You doin' alright, Hiyori? [Comes his breathless inquiry as they stumble into the check-in station of the onsen and slam the door behind them, with Yato leaning against it breathing hard.] Shit... Man, I'm sorry about that. It's all my damn fault...