I don't see the problem with it either, but it became a little weirder when they took over a lot of the hospital for art galleries. And stuff like this is pretty nice.
[She sprawls back on the bed and watches as a shark swims by above. Apparently they are in the love hotel??]
[She leans over to pull open an end table drawer (? was that there before?) and shuffle through the collection of lube and condoms and other things in it.]
[ the actual area around the eye itself is pretty unexciting -- it must have been a pretty direct shot, as the eyelid itself isn't scarred any. but when he opens the lid the dark, scarred inner tissue shows, the empty socket where the eyeball was removed. ]
[Maki isn't squeamish, but neither does she spend a lot of time inspecting major wounds from an intimate distance, so she runs her thumb along his collarbone as she takes a moment to inspect the empty socket curiously.]
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But a love hotel still sounds useful.
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[She sprawls back on the bed and watches as a shark swims by above. Apparently they are in the love hotel??]
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This is really part of a hotel...?
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You came here, right...?
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pokes the glass. he seems very focused on it, like a cat watching an aquarium. ]
Wouldn't something like this be visible from the outside?
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That's true.
It's good to see these rooms are well equipped.
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[She leans over to pull open an end table drawer (? was that there before?) and shuffle through the collection of lube and condoms and other things in it.]
It's a pretty nice setup, really.
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Do you want to fuck?
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[flushes slightly, glancing back at him]
Yeah.
...Do you want to?
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[huffs]
Who knows. It could have just been a question. I like a lot of idiots.
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[ he moves to sit on the side of the bed, seeing if she'll make space. ]
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That's good.
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[She reaches out to touch the bandages on his face.]
What happened here?
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[ as always - - he doesn't seem shy, reaching up to touch the edge of the bandages himself. ]
Did you want to see?
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[remembering the time she Nightmare Visioned him...]
I don't need to, but...
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he moves his hand to hers, trying to cup it to guide her fingers under the bandages ]
Is that a no?
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[She still isn't entirely sure she wants to, but she takes the encouragement to try to tug the bandages up anyway.]
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Are you going to replace it?
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