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[So, in a strange and possibly mildly unfortunate chain of events, Itto may find one (1) bloody Overed sitting outside his window and tapping on the glass.

What do.]

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[She warned you she was a overed, bro. She warned you. But now that she's stolen what'll work, she'll go and actually have that shower, which allows him some time to collect his thoughts.]

[There is definitely a nice, long moment around the same time that he has to pull his own shirt off to clean out the blood from it, that he just stares off into space and kind of laughs at what the fuck his life might just have become, but overall he isn't bad at holding together.]

[Well, by the time she's done with the shower and dressed in the stolen boxers and t-shirt and kind of...sitting on his bed and staring into space.]

[Right, then. He'll just come and sit down next to her. Compared to their usual stylish selves, her dressed like this and him in a pair of sweatpants is a humorous juxtaposition.

Of course, he doesn't say anything either, he just also stares into space, but he's beside her now.]

...[She leans on him a little bit, shoulder-to-shoulder.]

I...got you more dragged into this than I really meant to.

[After a second, he'll get an arm around her shoulders.]

You told me there would be risks, and never hid what you were. I can't say I went into this blind.

Doesn't mean I feel great about getting you in neck deep. I just...I guess I didn't really think about it, honestly. When I realized where 'd headed, I was already here.

[Leaning into him a little more, and sighing.] ...I'd rather be here than back in their cage.

I don't think you are a bird meant for such a cage, no. Or perhaps more of a dragon? It is a bit hard to say. Either way, I think I would rather you stayed with me.

[He'll reach over with his arm already around her shoulder, to muss damp hair gently.]

In fact, I know I would prefer it.

[Yaaay, hair-mussings--wait. She has to sit up to look at him, then.]

...You don't just mean for tonight, do you?

It can be for just tonight, if you want.

[He's got a bit of a grin, though.]

Perhaps we shouldn't plan any further than tonight.

...You're a dangerous one, Itto Yasuhiro, and far too silver-tongued for your own good.

[But he's getting a cheek kiss anyway, because apparently those were compliments.]

It has yet to lead me into a mess I have been unable to remove myself from. Let's pray my luck holds, shall we?

[Stroking her cheek, then, since sitting up makes her hair harder to get to.]

[Leaning into his hand!]

...Thank you.

You're quite welcome.

[Maybe leaning in a little more, then.]

[Do you want kiss, Itto? because you get kiss, although it's a surprisingly chaste and sweet one, coming from Saoris.]

[Well, that is a bit of a surprise, but he will do nothing to spoil the chasteness of this kiss, other than perhaps turn to face her a bit more.]

This is quite unlike you.

Mm...[Leaning her forehead against his.] I'm just--I'm glad. I don't know what I'd have done if you weren't here.

You would have thought of something. You're a good deal more clever than you give yourself credit for, Saori.

[Getting his other arm around her, finally, then.]

Sure, but...it wouldn't really be the same. [Well, then, she'll tuck her head just under his chin, then. It's snuggles time.] I don't think I know how to make it clear just how...glad I am you're here.

[Well she's getting pulled against his chest, then, which probably means at least partially into his lap.]

It's fine, Saori. You being safe is good enough for me.

[She's okay with laps. Laps are comfy.

...she may or may not have chosen to lick his neck in response to that, however.]

Mm...

[That does get a full body shudder out of him. What? He's cold, she's warm, her tongue is warmer, after all.]

Careful. That may go further than you think.

I know precisely how far this can go, and if I'm already having to wear your clothes, why not make a night of it?

[Which is to say Saori has the best coping mechanisms for having nearly died, which are "never think about anything ever again".]

I was trying to ascertain if you actually felt up to doing anything without outright asking as much.

[Though if she's going to be like that, he's going to just grab her ass through those thin boxers she's stolen.]

[Well, that gets a squeak out of her, and her biting at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. No one said she had to play fair about this.]

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