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[ ...It was already late when she came over, she knew. She was slowly developing a taste for night life, ever since that forest outing last month. While she would have had no trouble walking home, she'd like to think his invitation meant he wanted her to stay... that he wanted her company, which is always a nice feeling. ]

I shall cook breakfast... as I assume it is still the easiest way to get you up in the morning.

[ Some things never change. ]

We have some work ahead of us.

Heh. You speak as if I share the same poor sleeping habits as Ryunosuke. [He slowly lifts his head. There's a tired expression, but he manages a small smile.]

My apologies, for asking you to have some patience with me.

[ Because he would know all about Ryunosuke's sleeping habits, wouldn't he...? Psh. As if she doesn't, after living with him for so long. Regardless, the tired expression earns him sympathy, and a matching smile. ]

...My apologies also. Perhaps if I had been patient, I could have gleaned the information more delicately. But... something told me "straight talking" would be more effective.

[ Gosh. Wonder where she heard that term used before? ]

It was worth it... in any case. I don't regret it for a moment.

[He tilts his head. Straight talking huh? That gets a chuckle.]

I do respond better when people confront me on things. [And yet he still skirts around details himself.]

I suppose I was only delaying the inevitable, trying to hide things from you. I'll do better to try and tell you about things. [He still isn't certain about this, but he does feel better having one less secret weighing him down. He takes a step back, a hand sliding down her shoulder, down her arm to hold her wrist.] Shall I show you to the guest room then...? There's not much to it, but it'll do for the night.

[ And yet... he has yet to tell her the most important part. Perhaps that was her fault, though; she should have pressed him when she had the momentum. Either way, she knows he isn't the type to make excuses for his actions, which were already weighing on him quite a bit... so perhaps the progress they have made is enough. For now.

He did ask for patience, after all.

She feels his hand slide down to her wrist, and for a moment she enjoyed briefly feeling like she was seven again, being guided by him. Then she twists her hand over slightly, so that she can hold his. ]

Thank you. [ For vowing to try, mainly, but...the room. Yeah. ] It will do just fine. I don't want you to worry about me.

Well, that isn't fair. How come you can worry about me and I not you, hm? [He's teasing of course, which probably means he's in better spirits to be able to do so.]

No need for thanks. You did take the time out to come see me afterall. [He'll go ahead and guide her to the guest room.]

Hmmm... [ She hums playfully as she walks. She can tell he is in better spirits--as tends to happen when the truth comes out, in the long run--so she is ready to tease him back. ] When I start keeping large secrets from you, rather than being an open book... then you may worry.

[ ...She is serious, actually. So she'll let those words hang in the air for little bit as they reach the guest room. ]

Sleep well, Kazuma-sama.

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