[Even as flat as the question comes out, Momiji flinches all the same. It's not like he thought he was being especially stealthy about his decision, but he had kind of hoped that everyone was all so shell-shocked at this point that no one who noticed would have the energy to ask.]
Sorta. I think...
[And, judging by the handful he produces, his own pockets are now laden with 500-cune coins, assorted baubles and jewelry, unidentified keys, and...a few little sweet-shop parcels of chocolates and marshmallows.]
I don't remember who I took any of it from.
[He admits softly, not actually looking back at the vampire. Though that's not true, exactly: He remembers a lot of the who and just very few specifics about the what.]
no subject
Sorta. I think...
[And, judging by the handful he produces, his own pockets are now laden with 500-cune coins, assorted baubles and jewelry, unidentified keys, and...a few little sweet-shop parcels of chocolates and marshmallows.]
I don't remember who I took any of it from.
[He admits softly, not actually looking back at the vampire. Though that's not true, exactly: He remembers a lot of the who and just very few specifics about the what.]