Full Metal Embrace... {Tekuma}

The people I work for, silly.

"Uuurgh~" Tomoyo groaned at Tekuma's response, feeling that his sister was still dodging his question. Thankfully though, his groan was nicely masked by a similar sounding noise emitting from his stomach, signaling quite loudly that the kid was hungry. Wrapping his legs around Tekuma's torso and his arms over her neck, Tomoyo latched on to the girl before pointing her in the direction of the kitchen at the request for a stove to cook on.

As they would make their way over to the cooking room that Tomo rarely entered, Tomoyo leaned his head into the crook of Tekuma's neck while trying to think of what best way to find out what happened to his sister. He knew that there was something she wasn't telling him, she wasn't even being forthright about what happened... maybe he was asking the wrong person though. Maybe the person Tomoyo should ask is the person that actually did this adjustments on Teku?

Although Tomo had barely ever gone into the kitchen except to salvage something from the fridge, the room was fairly warm with the faucet dripping water over some newly-whetted plates placed in the sink. Apparently Hazerru had made himself breakfast or something, but Tomoyo didn't really take much care or notice of it. That guy wasn't home that often anyway, besides he had more pressing matters to ponder. Turning his head so that his ear rested on Tekuma's shoulder, Tomoyo once more tried to pry further into his sister. "Hey Teku, where do you work?" He asked, trying to sound disinterested while speaking softly into the android's ear.

Releasing his grip on Tekuma as she set him down onto one of the chairs surrounding the table, Tomoyo kept his gaze upwards at the red-haired android while trying to think of something to ask. The table's end resting comfortably against his chest, Tomo clasped his hands together innocently.

Hearing her question about the already dirty dishes as they were being cleaned, Tomo shook his head no. "Nu-uh. Its probably Hazzy." Tomoyo answered in a matter of fact tone, not even really realizing that Tekuma in all likelihood had no idea who Hazzy was. "I'm hungry though... ooh! Can we have eggs?" Tomoyo's fridge would be found to be severly under-stocked in really any ingredients for cooking or really eating in general besides a loaf of bread and a few slices of turkey in a plastic container; besides those the fridge was virtually empty. It was a wonder he even ate at all~

Where do I work? Classified.

Ignorantly not knowing what the word Classified meant, Tomoyo innocently widened his eyes while trying to think of what a Classified was. "Does that mean your a teacher?" A common mistake, seeing as the word did start with "class."