[Kosmo trots over and nudges her hand with his snout. Yes, pets now.]
Guess not. [It's a very short answer for a complicated question, and he shrugs.
At least until both Persona and her outfit returns to normal. He reaches out, but Kosmo is already there, offering his neck to help support her; whining. He kneels down next to her, sending a glare the tech's way.]
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Guess not. [It's a very short answer for a complicated question, and he shrugs.
At least until both Persona and her outfit returns to normal. He reaches out, but Kosmo is already there, offering his neck to help support her; whining. He kneels down next to her, sending a glare the tech's way.]
You alright? [Need a hand to a chair?]