eighth hymn [ .action/voice. ]
[After deciding to bring Taichi home with her, she's going to frown a little at the front door, leaning backwards to prop the boy against her hip while she opens it. She then nudges him a bit before hoisting him back into her arms proper. Wry you so tiny, Taichi.] ...Taichi, wake up. [Obviously this isn't a permanent arrangement, but retrospectively Tear wonders if perhaps she shouldn't have asked permission before bringing him home. Taking him her back to her room, she sets him down and her journal falls to the floor-- she's not worried about it, but it's open.]