#loggingthat

Crossing the main living area toward the converted kitchen (which always boasted a much nicer assortment of teas than what he and the others had to choose from in their own quarters' galley across the skywalk), Suigetsu immediately casts his gaze over toward the only window-lined wall overlooking the cliffs where he finds Log on the sofa.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"Oi, you feeling okay?" Suigetsu asks, diverting himself toward the sitting room instead, even pressing the back of his hand to Log's forehead. He prods at Log as though he were teasing, not realizing just how much his tone betrays tepid concern. "Haven't seen you in a while."

Suigetsu's head cants to one side, brow creased in with worry. " Bud, what's got ya' thinkin' that? "

Could be a multitude of things. It's not exactly like Ol' Orochimaru's high standards inspire self-confidence, but this was one of his boys, that's ought to be mean something, right?

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It had been a day since his little foray, as it were, and yet the damnable glitter still clung to him. Relentlessly, so. Still, he could not find it in himself to be as annoyed as he should be.

After all, it was fun.

They sit beside their eldest with their face propped up against one hand as the other, almost maternally, reaches up to brush a stray lock of hair away from Log's face.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"What would you say about the idea of traveling?"

Mitsuki gently prompts the docile snake in his palms to let him stroke the space between its eyes, then behind the slopes of its jaws.

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Interesting... a medium other than books alone? It sounds strangely interactive. Unfamiliar with all that Log refers to, she can't help but find herself even more curious.