[Family, yes. Family that got Weirdly Complicated prior to his unwilling venture to space and then Quarantine, and leaving home is really only something he ever thinks about when he's drunk, so here the fuck we are. Friends... Yes, but he didn't really know how to acknowledge having them, really, until your edgy ass growled it at him. Coddled and cared for, pampered and spoiled as he may have been up until the Eluvio, Ichimatsu has never really been an adjusted or mentally mature human being. Call it the curse of not having any idea how to be an individual up until you realized you were already completely different from your siblings in a way you didn't know how to cope with.]
[He leaves his arms outstretched as he's hefted and set down, his legs curling slightly upward so he literally looks like a scruffed kitten for a moment, and his knees threaten to send him right to the ground as Reaper asks his statement-question. He garbles a sound and wobbles, going pale and making a face.]
'll find out, didn't wanna puke on you.
[And, there he goes, staggering off. In all honesty he probably only gets to a trash can, only somewhat in part because he has no actual idea where the bathroom in this place is.]
cw emeto for those of weak stomachs
[He leaves his arms outstretched as he's hefted and set down, his legs curling slightly upward so he literally looks like a scruffed kitten for a moment, and his knees threaten to send him right to the ground as Reaper asks his statement-question. He garbles a sound and wobbles, going pale and making a face.]
'll find out, didn't wanna puke on you.
[And, there he goes, staggering off. In all honesty he probably only gets to a trash can, only somewhat in part because he has no actual idea where the bathroom in this place is.]