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[nagano]

"—Nagano here. Actually, I'm not here. Leave a message."

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[windsongs]

[ Blinking a few times as he repositions the both of them, Hibiki curls her legs up a little as Kaito turns to face her. For a split second, she's convinced that his refusal is the end of it, but he "begrudgingly" agrees to her request. Really, Kaito? That's how he's going to be?

With a smirk, she reaches her hand out toward his, hooking their pinkies together. Gives them a shake-- ]

The contract has been sealed. Again.

[ And she intends to keep her hand there loosely holding his, but a thought occurs to her, causing her to pull back. ]

Right, sorry. I probably shouldn't do that as much as I do. That can't feel good.

[ Hurts him more like. Honestly, she meant to apologize for being as touchy-feely as she was the night that they became soulmates, but there was so much more to focus on at that point. ]

[nagano]

[ Kaito's smile grows at that. Contract, huh.

Oddly, he yanks her hand back and holds it close to his face. Almost kisses it. ]

One of the few blessings of this world is that my powers seem to have been neutered a fair bit. That includes the painful feedback I normally receive. It still hurts a bit, mind you, but it's more of a throb compared to being stabbed—which is what I'm used to living with. Constantly.

...

[ After a beat, he focuses his gaze on her and smiles, bright and warm. ]

In other words, you don't have to let go this time.

[windsongs]

[ She doesn't resist, but she looks a little surprised when he pulls her hand closer. He only has himself to blame as she turns her hand over, fingers lacing between his as he explains. Some Pain doesn't sound great, but he's the one that reached for her this time.

Blue-grays focused on golds, struck by how brightly he smiles at her (oh, oh no that's dangerous), the blonde meets it with a quiet grin of her own. ]

What about the next time? Or the time after that? That offer's not gonna suddenly expire, right?

[ She's joking of course, but there's still a small note of uncertainty. ]

[nagano]

[ Oh.

Oh, that is dangerous. He closes his eyes, partially to dodge that sunbeam but also to sneakily find her other hand and hold it. A slow breath allows him to recalibrate, to review everything that's happened since they fled the Gallows. In the end, he settles on one thought.

Her hands are so warm. ]

Is the contract not sealed? I'm not going anywhere, and neither is that offer.

I promise.