[fine. right. satoko's right, it's exhausting right now and there's no point prolonging the embarrassment. anna curls up behind her, slides her hands around her waist. tucks up her knees just a little. it's easy to do. it's happened so many times. but the question is new, and it has that same air of familiarity behind it. the untouchable, unknowable mystery.]
Is she? I just thought she liked having someone else around. [she doesn't know how else to ask, but she can't deny the feeling much longer. and the answer to it might give more insight about kainé.]
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Is she? I just thought she liked having someone else around. [she doesn't know how else to ask, but she can't deny the feeling much longer. and the answer to it might give more insight about kainé.]
How many times did you come here tonight?