( Already, Esikko lets out a rather heavy sigh. For the most part, his emotions feel deadened somehow, in their link. Tired, muted, barely there— it's a coping mechanism. Hiyori, though, earns a little spike of annoyance before Esi listens and leans his head down to the side.

Well, the coat is fluffy and comfortable, at least. )

The more you make this sound like a business transaction, the less I like it. Just so you know.

( He doesn't know what he'd prefer, but he knows this is just awkward. )

Alright, let's see it.