[ There's a chuckle (decidedly fond, since she isn't here to hear him) as he takes the egg and the towel it came in, cradling it in the crook of one arm. With his free hand, he swings his bag over and goes through its contents. Having found a pen and a worn out receipt for take-out, he sets the egg delicately down. With a muttered apology, he uses Haku's miscular bulk to write.]
Not making any promises.
[His handwriting is such a spartan, old-fashioned cursive that Miyuki might need an interpreter; he's not going easy on her. He hands the message to Haku, and bends to pick up the egg.]
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Not making any promises.
[His handwriting is such a spartan, old-fashioned cursive that Miyuki might need an interpreter; he's not going easy on her. He hands the message to Haku, and bends to pick up the egg.]
Thanks, big guy. Take it easy.