Night 60: East Wing, Hall A [Second Floor]

[melodists]

[From here.]The comment Mikado had posed caught Tear entirely off her guard; however, she still took the time to examine her surroundings before moving to address it. Her light moved across the floor, the doors, and the ceiling, checking for incongruity, and then turned back to the other. "A soldier?" she echoed. Her memory spoke of an announcement

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[melodists]

[From here]

The corridor was the same as before, although Tear took an additional moment to scan for dangers. It wouldn't do if they were ambushed; it was worth the extra time to take precautions. She could utilize speed in her actual journey to the chapel.

Speaking of which... "Mikado, what are your plans for the rest of the night?" she asked.

[ofthemotions]

He watched her treat his minuscule wound half-mesmerized. At least he could confirm this much--she knew what she was doing. He wasn't willing to risk a larger injury to see how far her knowledge went, but she was capable of this, and to a comfortable degree. He tried to focus on this instead of the girl's hands on him, and her proximity. He hadn't noticed as much before, but close up....

Thankfully, she completed the task quickly, and Mikado exhaled in relief, giving a half-nervous, half-genuine smile. "Thank you." And followed her into the hall. "Me? Um, nothing really. Do you need any help? I'm not really that useful, but I want to do something to pay you back...."

And he wasn't willing to part ways with her at the moment. He still had things he needed to check.

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