There were a few times when the hug was so tight, Meow's eyes turned red.
At that time, Tyr thought Meow was feeling wronged. He was quite irritated, feeling that this little thing couldn't be touched, but you couldn't bear to let go.
Now thinking about it, it probably already started to hurt back then...
Tyr feels a bit regretful, wondering why he didn't notice sooner.
He's also a bit annoyed, why didn't Meow mention it sooner?
But it seems like they really have grown a lot.
Tyr's heart gradually warmed up, itching, it seems that bowl of stuff morning and night really works.
Tyr's gaze was too straightforward, too blunt, with nothing hidden, so intense that Meow couldn't possibly ignore it.
Meow initially turned sideways to avoid Tyr's gaze, but even with her back to him, she still felt his gaze burning on her back, impossible to ignore.
Meow got angry and turned around, saying, "Can you stop staring?"
Tyr: "..."
After a long silence, Tyr said, "No."
