[Yui's been helping with physical labor where she can, but she's not particularly strong, so it's not been going terribly well. Errands, helping spot people as they put things up, emotional support, those are things within her power. She hadn't been on the right side of town to be helping with the food stands, though, so she hasn't really seen a lot of what's over there.
By this time of day, though? She's tired, and she needs a break, her similarly tired Eevee padding along behind her. She should probably look into lunch - would it be dinner, by now? - but she doesn't even have the energy for that. No, she's just letting her feet carry her...
...she knows that sign. She knows that motif. She's pretty sure she even knows that Cleffa and that girl, not that they've ever talked any meaningful amount. She's been content before to just melt into the background and let a large confection melt in her mouth. And at this precise moment, that sounds perfect. Drifting toward the stand more or less on autopilot, small sketchbook under one arm because she can't leave the house without one, she lets her eyes lock onto sweet after sweet, before she comes to rest in front of Kanade, partner dutifully hanging out not far from her ankles. The invitation mostly washes over her - it's sugar. A sugar rush is exactly what she needs right now.]
A-ah... yes. That does sound very good right now. Um, rather than all of them, though, can I ask which one you like? [Cheery, with only a hint of the tiredness visible in her posture. Gotta work harder if you're trying to hide that exhaustion, dear.]
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By this time of day, though? She's tired, and she needs a break, her similarly tired Eevee padding along behind her. She should probably look into lunch - would it be dinner, by now? - but she doesn't even have the energy for that. No, she's just letting her feet carry her...
...she knows that sign. She knows that motif. She's pretty sure she even knows that Cleffa and that girl, not that they've ever talked any meaningful amount. She's been content before to just melt into the background and let a large confection melt in her mouth. And at this precise moment, that sounds perfect. Drifting toward the stand more or less on autopilot, small sketchbook under one arm because she can't leave the house without one, she lets her eyes lock onto sweet after sweet, before she comes to rest in front of Kanade, partner dutifully hanging out not far from her ankles. The invitation mostly washes over her - it's sugar. A sugar rush is exactly what she needs right now.]
A-ah... yes. That does sound very good right now. Um, rather than all of them, though, can I ask which one you like? [Cheery, with only a hint of the tiredness visible in her posture. Gotta work harder if you're trying to hide that exhaustion, dear.]