,,I'm just sayiiiing ok..?"

,,Yyyyyes ma'am~"

Waisting no more time, Traveler gets down next to his sister, placing his head on Karas legs with a content sigh. Face facing upwards although his eyes are closed-

,,Mmmh.. it's.. been a while since I had a lap pillow . . "

,,Yaaayyyy~!
Where? When?! Your room? Mine?! Bed, Couch, floor?!?"

,,I mean... -you- were the hesitant o—
. .
Nevermind..
Does that mean I get my lap pillooooow ~ ? "

,,U-huah--?!"

Surprised Travelers is turning his head around, looking back at his sister.
The body shall soon follow-

,,We.. we don't *have* to you know..? Not if it... Makes you uncomfortable--!"

,,O-okay that... Sounds like a No then...

Sorry to.. to bother you-- 💧"

Aaaand turning around he is, hearing off to his own four walls-

,,A-and you're my . . . Beloved . . . Sistaaaaaa..~"

,, . . . Because I really want one als you're the nearest lady around . . 💧"

Cue a dampened voice and Traveler fidgeting around with his fingers-
Sometimes this man's reasons are as simple as that--

,,I... I-I ...

CanIgetalappillow . . ? 💧"

Uh oh.. A lap pillow? It's rare that this man asks for something like that, something has to be REALLY not going as usual today--

Cue some . .

Fainting noises from afar-

,,Eheh... Y..you don't *have* to call me that every time you know..? 💧"

A little bit of a giggle to ease up the mood before..
That strand of Karas hair is gently brushed aside, revealing the magic seal—

,,W..Well then.."

Carefully that hand closes in to the previous spot again, watching out for any reactions—

,,You sure..? I.. I really don't want to hurt you with that seal.."

,,Would it be... Very worse if I push the hair aside so.. i can see it..?

That what I meant with 'may I' afterall . . "

Seeing that glow, that hand gets quickly retracted to not stir up the contained magic further-

,,Agh.. s..sorry.. Did.. did I hurt you..? A-are you alright Kara..?"

Cue the jumping to stop, a little hint of disappointment-

However, the curiosity shall win anyways-

,,Aaawwww... . . . Wait.. Seal? Right eye—?

M-may I..?"

The man's left hand reached up to exactly that spot, waiting for allowance to brush that red hair away.