Of course he would go for the hardest ask at hand, and that was to somehow make his way onto the bed and on top of the sleeping ronin. It wouldn't be an easy task though, seeing that Yasuo's leg alone was probably ten, maybe eleven times his size. But that was why he was here right?
Talon made his way over to the edge of the bed and rubbed his hands together in anticipation. Lucky for him him the "pig" had provided him a means of getting up there. Yasuo's left leg had slipped off the bed and was now hanging off, inches from the ground. Talon avoided looking at the giant dirty foot as he jumped upwards, grabbing the edges of Yasuo's pants and began climbing, using the seams and creases to pull himself up. As he climbed he wondered what exactly he would do once he got to the top. The world was a different place to him at this size and Yasuo's massive body was like a whole new land. Besides, Talon doubted the drunken ronin would be waking up any time too, so the possibilities were endless.
After a few minutes Talon was somewhat dismayed to find that he had only made it a little more than halfway up the leg. Looking down he grimaced but kept going, a raw determination pushing him onwards. There was no challenge he couldn't face - certainly not a giant Yasuo.
Furiously climbing the tiny assassin soon reached the top and flung himself over, landing on his back on what he guessed was Yasuo's upper thighs. Laying on his back he took a moment to catch his breath and debated further actions in his mind.
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