Ellyn carefully picked up her plate once she'd finished eating, humming softly as she padded toward the kitchen.
She set the plate into the sink, turned on the small water crystal, and began washing. Her hands moved clumsily, the soap slipped from her fingers twice, and the plate nearly clattered back down.
She kept at it, ears twitching with focus.
"Mou… this isn't so hard," she muttered under her breath, tail swaying behind her. A little too much foam gathered on the dish, but she scrubbed until it gleamed, then rinsed it with far more water than necessary.
When she finally set the plate onto the drying rack, Ellyn straightened with a little victorious smile.
"See? I can do this too…" she whispered to herself, proud of the small accomplishment.
She dried her hands, then peeked toward the living room where Hazuki was sitting casually on the couch, already flipping open a book from his side bag. His calm, ordinary presence there made her chest feel oddly warm.
