"If you want to be taught," Kisuke says, looking at her with a smile as he lingers in the doorway to the kitchen before disappearing into it to get her a cold drink. "Then I can teach you. I think that it's something important for you to learn. Power like that should be controlled, or it'll control you."
He digs the jug out of the fridge and a glass out of the cupboard before filling it, and adding a plastic straw and a couple ice cubes for good measure He prefers something hot to drink, but after a bath like that, he can see how something different would be refreshing.
He's just not thirsty enough to bother with himself, for now.
"I've got a sweet tooth too," he admits, raising his head to search for her again as he presses his damp bangs out of his eyes with a flat palm. He wonders if he should put his clothes back on, or if she might take it the wrong way. He never meant to try to rush her out, but it's apparent that their ideas of intimacy are a little diagonal to one another.
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He digs the jug out of the fridge and a glass out of the cupboard before filling it, and adding a plastic straw and a couple ice cubes for good measure He prefers something hot to drink, but after a bath like that, he can see how something different would be refreshing.
He's just not thirsty enough to bother with himself, for now.
"I've got a sweet tooth too," he admits, raising his head to search for her again as he presses his damp bangs out of his eyes with a flat palm. He wonders if he should put his clothes back on, or if she might take it the wrong way. He never meant to try to rush her out, but it's apparent that their ideas of intimacy are a little diagonal to one another.