LOL I love this.
– “Yomo I’m so old,” Uta blubbers into Yomo’s shoulder.
– “Uta, it’s okay.” Yomo rubs the top of Uta’s head and ponders how he got into this situation. And why won’t Itori pick up her DAMN PHONE.
– “Sometimes I feel like the eyes I eat are sentient. They watch me and some days I expect them to emerge into a giant kagune and demand answers from me. Am I evil?” Uta whines.
– “No,” Yomo says, trying to guide Uta back into HySy.
– Uta refuses to go in and sits in the street crying.
– “Uta, if you cry any more, you’re going to lose the tattoos in your eyes,” Yomo tries.
– “Not how tattoos work, Yomo.” Uta is now writhing on the cold street. He’s quite an extra sad drunk.
– Yomo probably grabs Uta and slings him over his shoulder. Tucks him into bed and waits all night to make sure Uta is okay. He’ll ask Uta if he wants to talk more once he wakes up.

