"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[He leans forward to lean his head past her shoulder after sweeping her hair more to the other side. That way he can grin at her.] But I figured it was past due for you to get a silly nickname.
Mmm-- well, since it's just you and me here, it might be a waste of a great speech.
[He shifts his hands when the braid's loose and slides his hands under her hair. He scoops it off of her neck for a moment before letting it fall back into place.]
I can save it for Yurlungur and Long. [ casually waves a hand-- and then gives her head a shake to let her hair settle. It's so much nicer to have it be manageable again, and letting Naoki play with it is weirdly relaxing. ] Make it the ballad of the demon lord and the charisma queen.
[Yang'll hear nothing at first, no response, but a weight will rest against her back (the top of Naoki's head), and maaaaybe she'll be able to feel a slight shaking, before hearing the laughter.
It sounds like such a cross between cheesy and... he doesn't even know, something you'd name a heavy metal song?]
Nah, I'll leave the vocals to someone who can pull off something so epic. [ But she's grinning, despite her solemn tone. Well, she'd aimed to keep the mood up and she's got Naoki laughing into her back, so... success! ]
[Recovering slowly but surely from his laughing, he straightens up, his fingers combing through her hair again. But he's not playing with it too much anymore, more like touching absently as he listens to Yang.]
[He thinks, comparing it to someone trying to serenade Chiaki in his head. Yeah, no, that reaction makes absolutely perfect sense.] ...I gotta say that he's got guts, at least.
[Not everyone would do something like that... for very good reason.]
[Naoki laughs too, letting her hair run over his palm. He likes hearing about what she's gotten up to, what her friends are like, all of these things that're normal to her and might've been normal to him before but are... well, they feel somehow far away now.]
Not last time I checked. [He'll give her back another gentle jab before he shifts from sitting behind her, plopping to her instead, absently tugging at one of the strings of his hoodie. Oh is he done with hair-playing... it seems like it.]
[ There's a bit of a surprised pause-- before Yang smiles, pleased, and reaches over to briefly ruffle his hair. That's not a compliment she hears too often. ]
I like listening to you too, even if you don't talk about yourself that much.
[ Yata counts on his fingers as he tries to figure out what Weiss said. "Leave me alone."? Wait, that's three words. Anyway, what a guy. Jaune must be a super nerd. Not that Yata can say anything about it... ]
I think a lot of stuff wouldn't be that fun to listen to. [It's dark, all of his time in the Vortex World, and even the past's been coloured by that.] Or, the rest of the stuff is just things that're really normal. [From before the Conception.]
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