The memory of shadowy dreams, Gentarou and Kengo falling, fled rapidly as Ryusei swept his sleepy gaze across the unfamiliar room. How did he get here?
... Right. He didn't know. He pushed himself to a sitting position, looked over at Kengo. Idiot... At least sleep somewhere more comfortable. There had been a couch out in the main room, hadn't there? He should have moved Ryusei there. Ryusei should have moved there himself, he thought as he pulled the blanket off the bed and draped it over Kengo's shoulders.
There was one reason Kengo might not have gone out there to sleep. If he didn't trust his new friend not to do anything. In that case, could Ryusei feel safe leaving this room? Kengo's new friend hadn't acknowledged Ryusei's existence last nigh... how long had Ryusei been out? Well, Ryusei didn't know how to act with someone whose status he didn't know.
It would be fine if he stayed largely silent or politely say he wanted an introduction before conversing, he supposed. But he didn't like that option. For one, Kengo's new friend was someone Ryusei could ask about all of this while Kengo was asleep. Ryusei would just have to navigate the conversation with care, but that was fine; he was awake enough to do it. He got up and went to the door. How had Kengo opened this? Had he just....
A few minutes of waving near the door made Ryusei feel silly, as had patting the door down, so he went back to the bed and gingerly sat so he wouldn't be tempted to hit a wall.
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... Right. He didn't know. He pushed himself to a sitting position, looked over at Kengo. Idiot... At least sleep somewhere more comfortable. There had been a couch out in the main room, hadn't there? He should have moved Ryusei there. Ryusei should have moved there himself, he thought as he pulled the blanket off the bed and draped it over Kengo's shoulders.
There was one reason Kengo might not have gone out there to sleep. If he didn't trust his new friend not to do anything. In that case, could Ryusei feel safe leaving this room? Kengo's new friend hadn't acknowledged Ryusei's existence last nigh... how long had Ryusei been out? Well, Ryusei didn't know how to act with someone whose status he didn't know.
It would be fine if he stayed largely silent or politely say he wanted an introduction before conversing, he supposed. But he didn't like that option. For one, Kengo's new friend was someone Ryusei could ask about all of this while Kengo was asleep. Ryusei would just have to navigate the conversation with care, but that was fine; he was awake enough to do it. He got up and went to the door. How had Kengo opened this? Had he just....
A few minutes of waving near the door made Ryusei feel silly, as had patting the door down, so he went back to the bed and gingerly sat so he wouldn't be tempted to hit a wall.