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"Let's see what's behind door number one then," he replied, deciding to play along with Hanyuu.
Archer wasn't sure what her true self was like, but he suspected it wasn't this. He didn't have anyway of confirming this; it was just a gut feeling he got. Perhaps something happened to her during nightshift? God, he hoped not. Patients were regularly taken for experimentation, but... His jaw tensed a little at the thought, but he reigned his emotions in before the dam broke loose. Hanyuu wasn't the only one good at hiding her feelings; Archer had plenty of experience too.
"Hello," he said entering the spa. Immediately his senses were assaulted by the smell of incense and herbal tea that he recognize. To a Japanese person like him the scent wasn't offensive but rather relaxing. He'd been to plenty of places like it back home. Issei's place had particularly strong incense, though it was to be expected of a temple.
Approaching the counter, he noticed the vibrant yellow that contrasted the soothing blue. To the side there were crystals hanging in the window like little snow flakes, twisting and refracting the light into a glittering shine. The flowing fountain on the desk seemed slightly out of place but soothing just as well. All in all, a relaxing feeling filled him in this place. It definitely wasn't home, but at the very least it was much more comfortable than the Institute. "We have some coupons for a massage and facial."
Glancing at the little spirit by his side out of the corner of his eye, he wondered if she was interested in a facial. In his experience, girls were usually really interested in this kind of stuff, but Hanyuu looked pretty young. Maybe she didn't care.