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[senseloss]

There was a store at the mall that was selling some good paper for it. Scrapbooking paper, wrapping paper, all sorts of stuff. Bugsy helped me with cutting the eye-holes in them all. I've got enough to make more, if something happens to those, too

[Coda seems pretty smug--it's a good look for the kid.]

[lostintransmition]

Really?

[It wasn’t just them. Bugsy helped, too. And they made them, didn’t just find them, and they’re willing to make more, and, and, and...

Well, he’s a little overwhelmed, is all.

Mono seems to pause for a moment. Then he hops off the cat tree straight down from the second level, crosses the lounge, jumps onto the Coda couch. Hesitates. Then hugs their side.]

Th—... thanks.

[senseloss]

[Coda lifts their hand to very lightly, just with two fingertips, pat Mono's back as he hugs them.]

You're welcome. If there's anything you need, you can always ask. These were just something I was guessing you might like.

[lostintransmition]

[A stiffness leaves his shoulders. Coda doesn't reject him or tense up or just let it stand, they even reciprocate somewhat with that little back-pat, and he just... he folds in, just a little, clinging on for a few moments longer. He... he missed this.

He lets go eventually. There's always a possibility they get short with him if he holds on for too long, and it's not something he wants to risk at this point.]

I know, [he says, and it's a wonderful thing to be able to answer with.] They're great. I love them. I had a bunch of hats I picked up from the Mall, but I'm gonna wear these a ton now.

[senseloss]

Hm, maybe we should have a little fashion show someday. Put hats on Bugsy and Ms. Mojo and me...

[Coda would be more into playing dress-up than they tend to admit. They took to the formal like a duck to water.]

[lostintransmition]

That might be cool. I'd let you guys borrow my hats, but they wouldn't fit.

[Also some of them are barely hats. Mono somehow punched holes through a small used paint bucket, and it's only one number among the collection he has stored away.]