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<galagamer> This is Chiaki Nanami.
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[softspokenlandlord]

No. I took my things. I just...want to be here for a little longer.

I'm...I'm tired.

[Crying is tiring. Being broken up with is tiring. Knowing that he's on this fucking peninsula simply to further the pain of others is tiring.

He needs a nap and he doesn't even realize the extent to which he needs one...]

[waitingforplayer2]

Of course. Take as long as you need.

... Hold on.

[ She extricates herself carefully from the hug; shrinks down and flits into the next room.

Just a few seconds later, she's walking back out at full size with an extra couple of blankets, and lays them on the couch. ]

You can nap here or in one of the rooms. The whole place-- it's yours, okay?

[ And she pulls him back into a hug, holding him close. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou stays put, not even really shifting once Nanami's out of his grip. He's left to his thoughts as she fetches some blankets, though he does lift his head to look at her when she returns.]

...Okay.

[When Nanami hugs him, his arms wrap around her loosely, and his tail, which generally keeps to itself around anyone but Atem, curls around one of her ankles, as if for further support.

Then, the sheets she'd brough lift themselves up, and settle around the both of them. He doesn't want to break the silence. She might change her mind. She might leave...and he selfishly wants her to stay.

He could rest like this. He really could...]

[waitingforplayer2]

[ She holds him, and doesn't let go. She won't leave - not even if he falls asleep, or stays awake for hours.

She's his friend, and she's not leaving his side. Not until he tires of her, or needs to go somewhere else. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou might have gone somewhere else before this point.

He wanted to. But now...he's not so sure about it. Not for a little while. He's selfish anyway, he knows he is, and that he's unforgivable for it. So, he stays curled up close to Nanami, until he does feel like going to sleep and forgetting all of the pain dancing around in his head, carving hateful, angry channels across his thoughts.

Quietly, as he starts to doze, he murmurs something that he might not have the mental bandwidth to remember later.]

Thank you...Chiaki.