>Grab the other end and pitch in. We pull our own weight.
>If it seems plausible for the two of us, suggest lifting it up. No need to scuff of the floor.
>Not content to let your host labor alone on your behalf, you move around to the other end of the table and suggest the two of you lift it instead.
>"Oh! Oh, that works, too."
>Kyouko deposits the blanket on top of the table, then crouches a little to get a grip on her side. You do likewise and the pair of you carefully shift it against the left wall of the room, freeing up enough open space on the other side for you to stretch out upon. Even if you
will still be vaguely in the way of Kyouko's bedroom door.
>The yamabiko regards the newly created space and lets out a contented sigh. "Right!" Then she grabs the blanket and spreads it out across the floor, fussing just a little to get the corners neat and straight, then darts back into her bedroom.