[ it's one thing for hijikata to say that he isn't going to eat the mochi bun — it's another for him to start biting into it immediately after saying that, and tsurumaru's expression turns into something between amusement and confusion as he watches hijikata finish it off, pointing out plainly: ]
Didn't you just say... you weren't going to eat it—?
[ who is the winner here... clearly, tsurumaru is, for a grand total of five seconds; until he also ends up with mochi in his mouth. there's a muffled syllable of surprise, and then — he reaches up to pry it out of his mouth and holds it in his hand, a wry smile across his expression not because of the mochi, but because of something else. ]
Oh, how flattering — so you do know how to say my name. And here I was, thinking I was going to be addressed as hey, you or dog forever.
[ he sticks the bun back in his own mouth (it slowly shrinks as he keeps biting off parts of it, but makes sure that it doesn't fall out), leaving his hands free, because you Kind Of need two hands to reapply bandages and because hijikata has such impatient brackets!! grabbing the unrolled end of the bandages with one hand, tsurumaru presses it down, securing it against his chest with the small piece of gauze tape that he'd ripped earlier.
aaand around and around and around the bandages goes, super neatly and super quickly. at this point, he's probably halfway through redressing the injury already! but, he'll ask something just to check— ] I'm not wrapping it too tightly, am I?
ugh dont @ rejet, @ history for your death
Didn't you just say... you weren't going to eat it—?
[ who is the winner here... clearly, tsurumaru is, for a grand total of five seconds; until he also ends up with mochi in his mouth. there's a muffled syllable of surprise, and then — he reaches up to pry it out of his mouth and holds it in his hand, a wry smile across his expression not because of the mochi, but because of something else. ]
Oh, how flattering — so you do know how to say my name. And here I was, thinking I was going to be addressed as hey, you or dog forever.
[ he sticks the bun back in his own mouth (it slowly shrinks as he keeps biting off parts of it, but makes sure that it doesn't fall out), leaving his hands free, because you Kind Of need two hands to reapply bandages and because hijikata has such impatient brackets!! grabbing the unrolled end of the bandages with one hand, tsurumaru presses it down, securing it against his chest with the small piece of gauze tape that he'd ripped earlier.
aaand around and around and around the bandages goes, super neatly and super quickly. at this point, he's probably halfway through redressing the injury already! but, he'll ask something just to check— ] I'm not wrapping it too tightly, am I?