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[ because that is how he shows he cares ]

What else is it supposed to mean? We've been living here for a while now.

[You stop that. Though he might be relaxing a little, reluctantly.]

Where's here though. It doesn't look like the harpy's place.

[ he fusses over you a bit more before he stops once he's sure you're not hurt too bad ]

There's going to be a bruise, but it'll be fine. And what are you talking about? This is Japan, Ankh.

Hasn't it always been Japan? You used to make fun of me because it took me a while to read kanji. Shit's hard.

[Rubbing at the future-bruise, and coiling one leg to himself to settle into a birdpile.]

Ankh, what are you talking about?

What are you talking about? And why does this hurt so damn much?

[Snippy.]

I don't know, I think you're confused. It hurts because you ran yourself into the door.

No but I'm not supposed to be able to feel things, remember? Dulled Greeed senses? You experienced them.

[He's using that "Eiji you're stupid" tone.]

Is this some kind of game you're playing? Why aren't I in on the joke?

[That makes his heart jolt a little, and the sensation confuses and alarms him. He pales, folding up more and smoothing a palm along his collarbone.]

No, it's-- why would that be a game, Eiji?

Why wouldn't it be? You're acting odd, Ankh.

[ he reaches out to feel against your head to see if maybe you knocked yourself there ]

I'm-- Not!

[Excuse him as he all but flutters backward and stands, bumping back into the wall and leaning there.]

I'm not "odd", you are!

[ he stands up with you ]

Did you have a bad dream?

[Maybe starting to freak out.]

No! You're-- What is going on. Do you not remember? OOO, the Greeed? The medals?

Calm down, Ankh.

[ he reaches forward and cups your cheek with his hand ]

[He would recoil if there weren't a wall there.]

Wh-- don't--

I've already made some coffee. Why don't you sit down in the kitchen and I'll pour you some and then we can talk about everything else.

[Huff.]

...fine, just. Stop touching my face.

Mm, alright.

[ so instead he is going to take your hand and lead you to the kitchen ]

[All this affection is kind of weird. And like... tingly. It's not bad, but he doesn't know what to do with it. Eiji isn't tactile like this, what the fuck was going on. But, he's allowing himself to be lead, and probably sits on the table with his feet in a chair instead of sitting like a normal human being.]

[ he lets your hand go and goes to pour you a cup of coffee, adding some milk and sugar to it, just the way you like it before bringing it over to you and setting it down in front of you on the table ]

[Looking between the coffee and Eiji for a while before picking up the mug. Ooh, warm. He more of cuddles the mug than seems to realize he should drink it.]

...so? What's all this.

Well, we live here. We've been living here for years. I don't know why it surprises you.

[He ducks behind the mug, drinking some of it to avoid talking for a minute. ...Hey this is pretty good. He hefts it a little and sets it back down, making a vaguely appraising sound.]

We live here? As in, just you and me?

And our pets. How did you forget our pets?