[ her voice comes quiet, albeit a small bit of curiosity. a job he had once like that? were this before, izutsumi would probably have trouble imagining a life like that. but not now, not after she's lived it. except, not really, it's just memories? her ears flick back into her dark hair, scowling a little. she hates this feeling.
hates the idea of thinking she's less human than she is. that she's only a beast, only a monster. the feeling festers, churning in her chest, vision still covered that she doesn't see that hand that comes to sandwich her own. she freezes for a bit, before she gently, carefully squeezes his hand. a grip that is almost clingy. ]
..Right, rest. [ anxious flick of her tail. ] Penthouse after? Don't wanna stay here.
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[ her voice comes quiet, albeit a small bit of curiosity. a job he had once like that? were this before, izutsumi would probably have trouble imagining a life like that. but not now, not after she's lived it. except, not really, it's just memories? her ears flick back into her dark hair, scowling a little. she hates this feeling.
hates the idea of thinking she's less human than she is. that she's only a beast, only a monster. the feeling festers, churning in her chest, vision still covered that she doesn't see that hand that comes to sandwich her own. she freezes for a bit, before she gently, carefully squeezes his hand. a grip that is almost clingy. ]
..Right, rest. [ anxious flick of her tail. ] Penthouse after? Don't wanna stay here.