[ The rest of his shower is finished in extremely embarrassed silence once Thoma adjusts the temperature to something more suiting to his preferences. For his part, he doesn't linger very long in the droning sound of falling water, lost in his thoughts; his long-trained servitude mindset is screaming at him not to leave a guest unattended to for too long and so it's just so much easier to listen to that part of his brain than any other that teases him with dirty thoughts or unsure hopes. ]
[ It's just a quick and thorough hot shower and he's out, still drying his hair with a towel when he reenters the kitchen to check on Ayato. He's radiating heat, moreso than usual from the shower, and in spite of well, everything, his smile has its usual life and energy to it. ]
He will die happily that day
[ It's just a quick and thorough hot shower and he's out, still drying his hair with a towel when he reenters the kitchen to check on Ayato. He's radiating heat, moreso than usual from the shower, and in spite of well, everything, his smile has its usual life and energy to it. ]
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