[Since he makes the very terrible decision to essentially couch-cuddle with her Nariko gives up any pretense of modesty or space. She tucks herself right along his side, one arm drawn idly over his chest, and the presence of his on her hip gets an approving hum. Stuff like this, normal, relaxed sort of contact is incredibly warm and comforting. She's missed it.
While he answers she draws a heart on his chest, and then a weird swirling pattern that probably doesn't mean anything.
You know, she really thought he was just giving out a fake name for the sake of anonymity.]
Does it normally happen like that? Just being left on your own.
[There's no pity in the question because, well, if that's how things are done it really isn't her place to judge. Especially not when he's turned out pretty well as far as she can see.]
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While he answers she draws a heart on his chest, and then a weird swirling pattern that probably doesn't mean anything.
You know, she really thought he was just giving out a fake name for the sake of anonymity.]
Does it normally happen like that? Just being left on your own.
[There's no pity in the question because, well, if that's how things are done it really isn't her place to judge. Especially not when he's turned out pretty well as far as she can see.]