How interesting. Yugi seemed to be in shock about the seriousness with which Kimiko had spoken about calling him 'Daddy' in their previous interaction. Contrary to popular belief, she was always serious to some extent, and would always clarify if she was joking purely to joke. But when it came to Yugi there was never any lack of seriousness. "Hm? I told you didn't I... you can always take me seriously," she said about things in all manner sexual surrounding them. She'd said such a thing, even when she was tripping all over herself to get it out, it only became more true as she became more herself. He even went on to say he wasn't actually complaining about her choice. This was good, she wouldn't want to take her teasing too far. Ah, but she'd forgotten. Their equality of choice meant that she would be on the receiving end of this kind of banter as well, and what did Yugi come up with in the moment? The mention of the word 'Kitten' as an alternate way to refer to her. Would he really?! She'd love that... actually she kind of liked the way it sounded leaving his mouth just then. That was kind of exciting... the lass' face turned red and she managed to look the slightest bit sheepish but still, being the way she was, she'd confirm it without hesitation. "You can definitely call me that. I like it, coming from you..."
Well, that was particularly forward, but she didn't manage to feel properly embarrassed about that, given what she'd already said and done this day. Strange as her actions were surrounding this lad, she found herself easily liking their dynamic. Speaking of that dynamic, the mention of 'Dilk' the made up word that it was, had something of an explanation coming her way. A cheeky grin would cross her face, as she gained more clarity. Well, it wasn't as if she didn't have some idea, there was a similar term used all over those strange incest hentai. But this was a much more acceptable term for her general happiness. Oh and he'd let her have it anytime she wanted? Welp, there was a flirt incoming, "Hoh? Sounds like the perfect snack for a kitten~" she stated. Yep, smooth recovery, no longer feeling soft by virtue of the words spoken to her. She'd regained a bit of control which was what she always did. She could own the title kitten, wear it like a badge of honor, hm she was even a few faces behind...
Moving on. It should be strange they were always bouncing around in topics. Switching from savory to unsavory, present to past, food to sex. Things at different sides of various scales and everything between. Perhaps this form of fluidity was some form of special power? Or maybe, they both had some lingering form of attention disorder. Whatever the case, they were now standing in a long line in front of a place that smelled appealing beyond reason. "Nani? This place smells so great, but what's with the line? Ugh~ Is this about to be like dango? Are we having special Dango rush?! Is my life really about to change?!" she questioned catching on to that particular reference without even missing a beat. That sort of thing would always happen anyway, but it was always worth a decent laugh.