[ how kind, nazuna. wataru stretches up to do as asked, humming a snippet of something from the nutcracker (his childrens' ballet class is doing it, and so,) as he carefully slips it on. he takes a moment to adjust it too, until it's perfectly righted ...

... and then he tugs it a little more to the right, just Enough off center. fufu ♪ ]

There we are, mon lapin! Where's my reward for coming to your rescue? [ , wataru, ] I accept cookies, wine, and most importantly, movie tickets...♪