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[heartgear]

Do you think it will get hotter as the days go by?

[ He's gonna worry. ]

[gunlabels]

[ Well stop it. He presses against Mabu's back a little more, making sure to get every inch of him. ]

Mmm, maybe. But I'm not too worried about that.

[heartgear]

[ Ah, Reo's doing such a good job spoiling him. ]

That's fair. We're resourceful, after all, so we'll figure out how to cope.

[ While not the same as Reo touching his mechanical heart, this is a nice second -- Reo touching him and not being disgusted by him. ]

By the way... have you thought about what you want to do here...?

[gunlabels]

Well.. kind of. I'm not sure if we could really get a job doing what we used to here. From the looks of it they have their own little police force set up.

[heartgear]

Maybe you could find some children and babysit them. Or be a cat sitter.

[gunlabels]

You think this place has cats?

[ He perks up at the suggestion! Let him sit all the cats please!!! ]

[heartgear]

Of course.

[ He can't imagine a world without a lot of cats, so obviously this place must have a lot of cats, too. ]

[gunlabels]

Hmm... but I don't know if the cats would enjoy it quite as much as I do.

[heartgear]

[ Mabu nods knowingly. ]

Probably, but if it's what you really want to do....

[gunlabels]

I'm sure something will pop out at me...! And you... what about you? Had anything caught your eye yet?

[heartgear]

[ Mabu glances up at Reo.







It's Reo. Reo caught his eye. ]

[gunlabels]

[ Reo stops his movements for a moment to stare back down at him with a curious look. ]

Hah...?

[heartgear]

[ Mabu lifts a hand to essentially boop Reo in the nose briefly, then refolds his arms so he can have a makeshift pillow. ]

Not yet. I wouldn't mind something related to baking, but I don't think I'm good enough for that just yet.

[gunlabels]

Any place would be lucky to have your hands working their food!... but they might not like you undressing.

[heartgear]

I know.

[ Who made these rules, anyway?! There's nothing wrong with cooking naked, and aprons are restraining. If he weren't worried about Reo getting upset, he wouldn't have worn so much clothing when baking this morning. ]

So I'm probably not cut out for it. I'll find something, though.

[gunlabels]

Unless you opened up your own shop. Then you'd be making your own rules for a dresscode.

[ He might be teasing him a little. ]

[heartgear]

I'd mostly be in the kitchen, so I'd be out of the sight of any patrons....

[ Reo may be kidding, but Mabu is 100% serious. ]

[gunlabels]

Maybe you can put an r rating on your shop and then there'd be no problem.

[ he was 100% teasing. ]

[heartgear]

[ Nod nod!! ]

Okay. I will.

[ Look what you've done, Reo. ]

[gunlabels]

[ But.... Mabu he was joking....!? His face flushes a bright color, but Mabu sounded so serious.... ]

[heartgear]

But maybe instead of a restaurant, it could be a stall. A ningyouyaki stall....

[gunlabels]

I would buy everything you had every day.

[heartgear]

If you did that, we wouldn't make any money....

[gunlabels]

We wouldn't make any money because you'd have all the money.

[heartgear]

[ This is true. And while they can both get carried away with how much they spend, Mabu knows that he's the more reasonable of the two and doesn't... buy... fancy... tea sets... FIVE MINUTES IN. ]

It would still be our money in the end.

[ Which he thinks is kind of sweet. ]