[ Oh, well, at least he looks happy...? Hilda still looks confused when N grabs her and she sort of just stands there awkwardly for a while, hands hovering inches away from his shoulders like she can't figure out if she should leave him alone or not. She settles for a pat on the back. ]
Mmph-mmbmblg gdg? Hmghf? ...
[ Um, wait, hold on. Hilda wriggles around a little until she's not talking to N's shirt. ]
s'ok! :>
Mmph-mmbmblg gdg? Hmghf? ...
[ Um, wait, hold on. Hilda wriggles around a little until she's not talking to N's shirt. ]
Where'd you go? Here?