[It's late at night and Komasan can't keep himself from obnoxiously shoving his nose into his comm feed. Whatever can be made out is dark, Komasan is apparently shooting this from under his covers, the only source of light comes from those swirling flames on his head.
For whatever reason, he chooses to whisper.]
Is anyone else having a difficult time falling asleep, zura?
[He pauses, like he's expecting an answer or something.]
I think I'm gonna wait and see if Santa comes, we can wait together, zura.
For whatever reason, he chooses to whisper.]
Is anyone else having a difficult time falling asleep, zura?
[He pauses, like he's expecting an answer or something.]
I think I'm gonna wait and see if Santa comes, we can wait together, zura.