[ Mari's cheeks puff out even more, coming to bear an uncanny resemblance to steamed manju. The sight is accompanied by a thin sound from the back of her throat that's something like a simmering kettle's whine, but before it can reach its boiling point, Mari releases the air from her mouth in a sigh. Really, she doesn't know what she was thinking...
Her hand unwraps from around Kanan's, instead reaching up to pull at her cheek. ]
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Her hand unwraps from around Kanan's, instead reaching up to pull at her cheek. ]
You can be seriously dense, you know that?