[He looks up at Mitsuru for a moment before taking her hand, pushing himself up with his left leg to get back to his feet. He wobbled slightly before letting go of her hand, dragging his leg to learn on the counter.]
You're going to have breakfast dressed in that, mom?
[Yeap. He's all over the snarking about this already.]
no subject
You're going to have breakfast dressed in that, mom?
[Yeap. He's all over the snarking about this already.]