Kawako and her class are too rambunctious... [ Sorry Kimm, he gets like this when exhausted. He seems to understand that at least, because he slumps in the plastic chair, almost sliding right out of it. His kimono's a little rucked from sprawling, but it's just a shin being visible, and Tama's not worried about Kimm being a weirdo about it. This guy's put up with a lot from him without...well, too much complaint, or at least if he had a complaint he would voice it. So, it's probably safe to relax around him. ]

I wish I could do exorcist things. [ Tama sticks his arms out straight, staring at the backs of his hands and making a vague pushing motion. ] Or magic. Whatever it is. Then I'd just go around and seal all of them myself, since the Enma is useless. [ He turns his head to Kimm. ] Do you have a Western bed, or a futon? If it's the latter, I won't tell anyone if you haul it down here.