[center][color=yellow][h1]Sume-san[/h1][/color][/center]
Sume leaned into Ellie's hand as she petted him. He relished the pats, but he knew that there was such a thing as having too much of something good. Sometimes he played hard to get with the pats, which was warranted in a way because being petted by someone he didn't really know usually felt strange. Mako would technically classify as a stranger in the end, but being a guardian spirit and all, being in her lap felt like safe and warm. On any other day he might just curl up and fall asleep, since he was able to make himself fall asleep just about anywhere, anytime; but unfortunately they had a job to do today.

[b][color=yellow]"Hmmm, I think I know where their hideout is."[/color][/b] He said, furrowing his head in thought. [b][color=yellow]"Pretty sure I got chased out of there, once."[/color][/b]

The sooner they could complete the mission, the longer Sume could spend lounging around the Cafe.

[b][color=yellow]"I can fly us there, if you want!"[/color][/b] He said excitedly, looking up at Mako. [b][color=yellow]"My dragon form is fast!"[/color][/b]

Below them, Mod rolled out from under the chair Mako was sitting on and fixed her with a beady, black stare.
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