Four or five times? Something like that. I told you before, I don't bother to keep track.

[ as prickly and icy as satoko tends to sound, she doesn't move to stop anna. she relaxes into the embrace, even, content to be near the warmth of another-

(-even if it's not quite rika's warmth, not anymore, now that they've burnt for one another-)

it's relaxing. it's certainly a great deal nicer than having limbs broken, she'll say that much. ]

She's lucky you're so fond of her. [ "so fond of her," she says. like anna's shown any inclinations in this timeline. ] I certainly can't see why.