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[mr_gaeta]

The room Demeter's given them has a clean, simple luxury to it: nice sheets, soft carpet, fluffy towels in the adjoining private bathroom. The bed in the center of the room is enormous, too, if all you've been sleeping on for nearly six years is a narrow one-person rack; perched on the mound of pillows by the headboard is what looks like an

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[faithful_lt]

"You look comfortable," Hoshi observes, not without amusement.

He himself is busy exploring every detail of the room, examining walls and art and furniture with pure delight.

[mr_gaeta]

"I am comfortable," he says, serene, and spreads his arms wide across the quilt. "Gods, I wish we could do this all the time."

With the day winding down, Gaeta has finally begun to realize how much he needed this.

[faithful_lt]

"We will soon enough," Hoshi promises. Deadpan, he adds, "You might even get bored with it."

[mr_gaeta]

His eyebrows fly up, and Gaeta rolls his head to the side just enough to glimpse Louis.

"I will never," he insists.