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[puddingemote]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 891.39200
DESCRIPTION: Only answers his radio if he's not eating.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox by the Door
DESCRIPTION: He almost never actually looks in the mailbox. Shove messages under his door or get him on the radio.

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[puddingemote]

[He jumps at the splash, nearly dropping the bag of nuts he had just pulled out of a drawer. He's half expecting Strange to have fallen from their mirror and into the sink or something, but then he sees a little otter.]

Oh. That surprised me.

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya raises a brow as Tamaki startles.] It's just my daemon. You have one too, right?

[He's yet to see anyone who doesn't have one, but then he also hasn't been far out of the carnival today.]

I heard yelling.

[puddingemote]

Eh... yeah. She's around somewhere.

[He scratches his face without any real concern at the fact she's not in his immediate vicinity. She is her own half of his soul.]

I wasn't yelling.

[hippocarnival]

I know. [She can definitely tell who the ornery one was.]

Uh, shouldn't you go find her? That's your soul.

[puddingemote]

[He nods to Koemi since she clearly understands this.]

She'll be back soon. Probably.

[hippocarnival]

[Both Koemi and Yuya pause and look unsettled at that. The idea of not knowing where the other one was... they can't even separate that much to begin with.]

You're not worried? If something happens to her it happens to you too!

[puddingemote]

[. . .

Tamaki's eyes go wide and his jaw drops.]

Eh!? Really!?

[He didn't know that was a thing. Niko has been able to wander off from him since she first appeared, and he hasn't worried about it too much.]

She... probably won't do anything too bad... [Probably.]