He's one of the performers. [Yuya points to his eyes.] He's the one with mirrors for eyes.
[Don't ask Yuya how he sees like that. He looks down at Koemi's straining to see their noses bump together, which Koemi just seems to find amusing with the sounds she's making.
So she's made a friend. That's great--Yuya's going to hold her forward and try to gently dump her on top of Tama so his arms can have a moment to rest. Sure, it's his own fault for being so clingy to his soul, but who can blame him?]
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[Don't ask Yuya how he sees like that. He looks down at Koemi's straining to see their noses bump together, which Koemi just seems to find amusing with the sounds she's making.
So she's made a friend. That's great--Yuya's going to hold her forward and try to gently dump her on top of Tama so his arms can have a moment to rest. Sure, it's his own fault for being so clingy to his soul, but who can blame him?]