[ Lingering atop her adopted perch for a moment longer, Setsura continues to looks after Kaito and the bathroom, her head canted.
She should have known. Refugee housing is barely more than basic when and where it is and "of good quality" is not something anyone would ever claim of it regardless of a unit's size. Still, the word "bath" inspires certain expectations, expectations that have been unceremoniously dashed and those glittering sparkles with them. She's more than a little partial to baths and there isn't a proper tub; that doesn't detract certain other observations and finely stirred interest, curiosity.
Nudity has never been something that's phased her. The additional long sleeved shirt saw her pause and those scars -- well, she'd canted her head at them. She still is, wondering after them, him. She's always loved scars. Cake, too, but scars are a different sort of story of the flesh with some sort of varied story in accompaniment. ]
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She should have known. Refugee housing is barely more than basic when and where it is and "of good quality" is not something anyone would ever claim of it regardless of a unit's size. Still, the word "bath" inspires certain expectations, expectations that have been unceremoniously dashed and those glittering sparkles with them. She's more than a little partial to baths and there isn't a proper tub; that doesn't detract certain other observations and finely stirred interest, curiosity.
Nudity has never been something that's phased her. The additional long sleeved shirt saw her pause and those scars -- well, she'd canted her head at them. She still is, wondering after them, him. She's always loved scars. Cake, too, but scars are a different sort of story of the flesh with some sort of varied story in accompaniment. ]