[Kaneki stiffens at her tone, but more than that he can feel Rikki dig her claws into his shoulder, her lip curling a bit. She doesn't move otherwise, though, her bushy tail flicking to curl around his neck and shoulders.
He turns to face the shelf by the window again, mostly so she won't be able to see how his expression has turned a bit uncomfortable, though not at the fact that her world is weird or anything.]
...it's okay, Maka. I don't really find it all that strange.
[Kaneki reaches out a hand to idly run his fingers along the bindings of the books again, just to give himself something to do with them. His world is far, far stranger, he thinks.]
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He turns to face the shelf by the window again, mostly so she won't be able to see how his expression has turned a bit uncomfortable, though not at the fact that her world is weird or anything.]
...it's okay, Maka. I don't really find it all that strange.
[Kaneki reaches out a hand to idly run his fingers along the bindings of the books again, just to give himself something to do with them. His world is far, far stranger, he thinks.]