The night I was attacked, after he destroyed my room, I convinced him to stay with me. I remember I all but made a nest of his bed and just...huddled there, like a kit in a den.
I keep thinking of things I've grown accustomed to and realizing belatedly that this likely means I'm not allowed to have them anymore.
[It isn't that she's unsympathetic to his plight, after all.]
You're a tactile person, Kurama. For now, yes, I think things will rather edge towards one extreme, but it won't last. You'll be allowed to share a bed with him again, or hold his hand, or whatever other physical expressions of platonic affection you two have shared in the past. You'll be allowed that once more, once it won't hurt you both.
Keiko is a much kinder person than I am, Kurama. And Yusuke and she don't have the same relationship Robert and I do.
[So yes, she would hate him. She's loathe him, because the Luteces don't share well with others, not in the least. (And yet then again: would she hate someone her Robert had chosen? If he presented it well, if he took her hand and kissed her and said, look, look who I found for us . . . mm. Perhaps. Certainly it's something worth thinking about).]
But I don't think she'll hate you, no. She may be a little cold for a while, but it's as we said before: Yusuke isn't a prize. This is as much on his head as it is yours. If she's going to hate one of you, she'll hate both of you, and I don't think she will.
Oh, rest assured, he's been making a good faith effort. I've been finding quite a bit of use in his knack for getting around from place to place in a hurry.
Normal, for the most part. Generally roses, just because I'm most practiced with manipulating them in a hurry, but he's sowing a few other varieties for me as well.
I've been trying to convince him to wear a carnation in his lapel on a daily basis, but I suspect he's leery that I may have an ulterior motive in that.
I worry about you. I am worried about you, here and now. And while I will leave you alone if you'd like, I'd be more than happy to keep you company, these next few days.
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Or is it primarily sex you're fussed about?
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Is that really a question you WANT an answer to?
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[Good grief.]
What precisely is it you're asking me to do, here?
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The night I was attacked, after he destroyed my room, I convinced him to stay with me. I remember I all but made a nest of his bed and just...huddled there, like a kit in a den.
I keep thinking of things I've grown accustomed to and realizing belatedly that this likely means I'm not allowed to have them anymore.
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[It isn't that she's unsympathetic to his plight, after all.]
You're a tactile person, Kurama. For now, yes, I think things will rather edge towards one extreme, but it won't last. You'll be allowed to share a bed with him again, or hold his hand, or whatever other physical expressions of platonic affection you two have shared in the past. You'll be allowed that once more, once it won't hurt you both.
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If you were in her place, her situation — would you hate me?
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[So yes, she would hate him. She's loathe him, because the Luteces don't share well with others, not in the least. (And yet then again: would she hate someone her Robert had chosen? If he presented it well, if he took her hand and kissed her and said, look, look who I found for us . . . mm. Perhaps. Certainly it's something worth thinking about).]
But I don't think she'll hate you, no. She may be a little cold for a while, but it's as we said before: Yusuke isn't a prize. This is as much on his head as it is yours. If she's going to hate one of you, she'll hate both of you, and I don't think she will.
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Of seeds, specifically, in places around the city that are largely devoid of greenery.
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Normal seeds? Or demonic plants?
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Roses are good, though. He still hasn't grown comfortable with Punnett; I'd be quite displeased if you were terrorizing him with your efforts.
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My motive is that I suspect it would please you.
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It's more that I'm simply very invested in your happiness, in whatever form it might come.
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I worry about you. I am worried about you, here and now. And while I will leave you alone if you'd like, I'd be more than happy to keep you company, these next few days.