Koa Jackson froze for a moment, suddenly silent.
This girl, could she be remembering something?
He was lost in thought, and Mia Ginger continued to smile and said, "What's mine is yours, right? Chancellor is our dog."
"..." Koa Jackson remained silent for a little while, pursing his lips stubbornly, "Even so, we can't share a bed."
Not only did she get on the bed, she sat right on his foot, practically intolerable.
Koa Jackson pretended to get up.
Mia Ginger was still lying on top of him, separated by the blanket.
Quickly, she sat up by herself and turned to push Chancellor, "Go and play, good boy."
Chancellor barked twice in the dark, got pushed by Mia Ginger, moved back a bit, and snuck off the bed by himself.
His paws were resting on the bed edge watching them.
As long as he wasn't on the bed, he was fine wherever.
Mia Ginger was satisfied, turned her head, lifted the blanket, and snuggled in.
..."
But—
He was already lying down, too lazy to move.
However—
